Jimi and J are off to the grocery to buy milk and Little Debbies. They're buying other things too, I guess, but those are the only ones I care about.
And I just realized I'm reheating leftover skillet lasagna, but he went to the store to buy hot dogs and tater tots for tonight's dinner? Are we having 2 dinners? First dinner? Second dinner? It's not unheard of, just unusual when we're not camping.
This is why we're fat.
I feel as though I have nothing of substance to write about.
I came home last night and found that my plant lights were burned out, even though they were only 3 weeks old. I took them back to the store from which I'd purchased them and was all, "Um, I bought these three weeks ago and they're already burned out." He handed me two new bulbs and I was on my way in less than 2 minutes.
That is what I call a positive shopping experience. No waiting, no exchange of money. Just in and out. Easy peasy.
God, I'm lazy.
I'm tired. SO tired. I went to bed at 9:30 last night, and slept mostly through the entire night, which is more uncommon than not. And still I felt for most of the day as though the only thing I wanted most in the world was to curl up and take a nap. I got home and took a nap. And I'm ready to go back to bed.
I would, too. But he's bringing back Little Debbies. And this is why I'm fat.
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Please don't make me cry.