Let me count the ways…
- Freya kept us up half the night with what boils down to a bunch of nonsense.
- I’m exhausted. See #1.
- My knee is starting to flare.
- My ex didn’t return any of Jackson’s camp stuff to me.
- I have to go to court in a bit to babysit my associate (don’t ask) and there’s a fucking Cardinals day game, which means parking is going to be an epic disaster and cost me like $30.