It's been a morning. Well, technically it started last night when I was forced to stayed up past my bedtime to watch the United State's Men's National Soccer team play long hated rivals Mexico and they ended in a tie. Ties are dumb. Brad also almost gave me a heart attack during the game. The one time I look away from the TV the US scores and he loses his shit in excitement. This late night lead me to snooze one too many times this morning. That had me running late to work weird how that works. For the life of me I couldn't put a cute outfit together - I am ready for warm weather. Got to work and noticed my water bottle had leaked all over the seat of my car. I dropped my avocado in the parking lot and it rolled under my coworker's car. Naturally, I struggled to get it out from under the car, because I had earlier decided a skirt was a grand idea today. I already know I will be disappointed when my avocado is bruised for my lunch. I spilled my coffee on myself. And I can't eat my oatmeal, because I am doing this no sugar / most carbs thing. My life is hard, feel bad for me.
Is it the weekend yet? I am going to go look at cute puppies while listening to this playlist filled with banjo love and try and re-start this day.
Let's try again tomorrow!
<3 BB
