Well, today is my day to play chauffer. I wouldn't mind so much if I wasn't suffering for "female troubles" and having to do errands of my own. Not even the promise of a free lunch is gonna make me happier (well, maybe a little). I can't refuse, however. My grandmother needs me. She's like the head of our family, plus she's 89 years old and legally blind. If I say no, I feel like a heel and I'll catch hell from my mother. Ah, well, sometimes sacrifices need to be made for the greater good. I don't mind, really, I just wish I were feeling better.
*25 days 'til Christmas*
Don't forget the real Reason for the Season!
EDIT: Been pushed til Friday. Works out better for me that way, actually. Maybe not as grumpy.
*25 days 'til Christmas*
Don't forget the real Reason for the Season!
EDIT: Been pushed til Friday. Works out better for me that way, actually. Maybe not as grumpy.