Every Sunday morning I go through this. I know there’s going to be a line, why do I do it to myself?
It’s like everyday at work. Everyday I go down to the bathroom around 10:00. I know that’s when Elvis cleans it. But every single day I forget.
Oh, well. At least I can write this post.
Granola bars are 4 points each; not 2, like I somehow imagined. So I’m up 19 points already. At 9 am. On Super Bowl Sunday. Not that that really matters. I don’t follow football, anyway.
I’m having a pretty bad morning, so…
Anyway, Rite Aid gets their Adderall shipment early tomorrow, so I can go and pick it up, so I don’t feel like this all day at work.
I hope tomorrow is a good day before I’m out all week. I hope I get something accomplished.