Yesterday I had a bad day. Everything happened in the morning and when I got off work all I wanted to do was curl up in the fetal position and sleep. However B called and off we went to a baseball game where we drank dollar beers, laughed and watched a decent match up for the minors. It was exactly what I needed!
Although, my father called today to tell me he would be here tomorrow. WHAT?! So now I have less than 24 hours to clean house and alter weekend plans. I feel like I'm living in a bad 80's music video. Please Jeebus, please bring me happier news tomorrow.
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