I had a laundry list of things that needed to happen this weekend.  I managed to run around all day Saturday doing errands (get dog groomed, Christmas shop) and then I was supposed to hit Ingrid’s birthday party.  I was kind of looking forward to going to a club, despite my fear that I would be the only whale-sized female.  I even bought a new shirt! But what happened?  I slept through it.  Yes, that’s right.  And apparently, I need to get a phone upstairs where I can hear it, because I also slept through the phone call that wondered if I was coming.

Hey, don’t everyone nominate me for Friend of the Year award at once!

I’m not sure what happens to me, a woman at work thinks I have depression, but I’m not sure.  It’s just that sometimes I cannot wake up.  It sucks though.  Not only did I screw over my friend, but I also feel like I’m going to have a heart attack thinking about all the things I need to accomplish but am now behind on before we leave for the holidays.

At least my painting arrived from Amy today:


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