I stopped at McDonald’s this morning for a hot chocolate. I was two miles down the road when I tasted it and realized they gave me coffee. I.Hate.Coffee.
I will be going back to that same McDonald’s after work with my receipt and demanding my $2.13 back.
I also stopped at the Tag office to complete my registration on the car. The friendly lady kindly asked me if I would be paying check or money order. I asked if cash or credit card was accepted and was told no. I didn’t have my checkbook and was not willing to go out to get a money order and then come back and wait in line again so I’m riding dirty until I can get to the Tag office that will take my $5 cash.
Last night was my first night alone in the house in three weeks. I have either been sleeping in my bed with my mom or on my (comfortable) air mattress. I was so looking forward to stretching out and luxouriating in my bed alone. So why did that baby come padding into my room at 330am with her monkey wanting to make conversation? Ay dios! I am two shakes away from putting her crib back to the first stage so she can’t get out.