Then I had to have routine maintenance on my car which no one likes. The good thing about it was that this six week old baby was in a box in the back
She gnawed on my fingers like they do. She was adorbs.
The rest of my day was full of a million little things and a whole lot of nothing, but I was constantly busy with piddly crap that needed doing. At the end of the day, I'd used half a tank of gas. Where did I go?