So I had these envelopes in the back seat of my car. Big ones. You know. For mailing presents.
See, where I live, I have to park in a garage across the street. So there is no quick “running out” to the car. You have to get dressed, lock up, go down an elevator, jaywalk across a busy street, go up an elevator, and to your car. So I figured when I woke up today, I’d go to get the envelopes, but first I’d go get my favorite slice in town and then go get a piece of fish for dinner.
So I got dressed.
And I ate lunch.
And I went to the grocery store.
And I came back to my apartment.
Do you notice what I didn’t say I did?
But my day otherwise was just stupid. How about yours? ::putting my f’ing coat back on::
Probably just starting to have some “senior moments.”