"Do you think I'm a brat?" I asked Jason last night.
"You're not a brat. I think you're just annoyed with the whole world right now."
I thought about that for a minute.
Then I said, "I am not at all annoyed with Hawaii."
And to be fair, I wasn't annoyed with the whole world.
I was annoyed with one doctor -
Two phone calls -
One text message -
One conversation -
The sad realization that I am NOT in fact my dad's favorite child-
The worm that I am sure must have gone inside my ear when I was swimming in Cancun and is now eating away at my brain -
Jason for telling me there is no worm-
and a partridge in a pear tree.
Am I going to lose 30 followers for saying I am annoyed at Ikea?
We went last night.
For the first time.
It was like a field trip.
A field trip to a museum of modern furniture.
I don't like museums.
I never have.
One time I went on a date with a guy. He took me to Mexico City, to the big famous museum there. I tried to act interested, I really did. But inside I was dying from the boredom. Finally I said, "Let's go get something to eat." He smiled a big smile and said, "Por Fin! I hate museums! But I thought all North Americans LOVED them." Not this North American. (Oh...and just to clarify...I was living in Mexico, it's not like we went from the USA to Mexico City...now THAT would have been a date!)
As I was saying, Ikea...
I don't like how you have to walk a certain direction.
Everyone...walking the same direction...
Following arrows around like we are robots.
And I don't really love their furniture.
Phew...glad that's out in the open.
We did spend our $20 gift card we got for our wedding though.
Jason bought hangers, and I bought a little something to put homemade syrup in.
Do you think worms can live inside a person's head for over 4 years?
I should probably go to work before I get fired.
There is a risk that comes with not being the favorite child.
Job security really isn't that secure.
And about that...
Oh never mind.