I have so much to do that it’s making me just want to curl up and do nothing. I have to get the invitations sent out for my parents. I need to call Jimmy John’s and talk to them about a million sandwiches. I need a new driver’s license. The dog needs medicine. I need a hair cut.
I have no idea what to do for a cake for my parents’ anniversary.
I need one extra weekday, where everything is open but I don’t have to work, but this is not that time.