My coworker brought in Randy’s Donuts this morning because she wants to ruin my life, obviously.

Can someone bring me a soft pretzel? I’ll be in bed under the covers. Thanks.

Or… me trying to carry all of my groceries plus enough takeout to feed a family of six last night. Two trips are for pansies!

I tried to sneak four cases of water into my shopping cart while my sister and her fiance were here to help last weekend, and they were NOT amused! Boo whore.

Everything happened so fast with the move that I didn’t have time to think about it. I’m so much happier at my new job, but I miss my friends. I miss my family. I miss my dog. Le’sigh.

I think the GPOY is assumed here.

As far as Mondays go, today has been exceptionally shitty.

GPOY.