My children, with all the adolescent drama they can muster, are fond of climbing into the car after school with a long face and pronouncing in a melancholy tone that they’ve had a Bad Day. 96 more words
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For the most part, today sucked.
It started at 6:45 am, when I left the house on time and discovered the weekly produce delivery on the porch – a delivery that I’d forgotten was going to be made and had therefore not gotten modified, so it included kale (aka: chicken food) – and the putting away of this produce made me ten minutes late getting to the park-and-ride. 900 more words