Thursdays drain me
I’ve been up since 6 am (Thursday), I left the house at 6:35, spent an hour in traffic, took my nervous mother to hospital for her endoscopy, took my delirious mother back home, made her breakfast, drove to work, checked bibliographies, left work, went to pick up dessert for a gathering, then went hunting for gluten-free bread, I went to my grandma’s house and then the loud fiasco that is also known as my family gathering started, we had dinner at 10 pm (!!!) and I somehow managed to drive home at 11:30 pm singing loudly with Amy Winehouse to stay awake but repeatedly punching the steering wheel when I realized I had to stop for gas. It’s now 12:22 am (Friday) and I’m finally home.
What was your Thursday like?