This is a Weird Week

My parents arrive tomorrow. They are bringing dinner. I keep thinking that I should start pondering the next story in Project X, but I can’t write while people are at my house, so I don’t actually need to be thinking of anything.

So, today is my Monday and my Thursday. And tomorrow is Tuesday and Friday.

I’m going to attempt to not be grouchy the whole time they’re here, but I’m feeling pretty grouchy.