I fucking called it. I now have Thursday on a field trip with Miss Chaos that is out of the usual routine, and Friday is the day I'm driving Mayhem around.
I knew this kind of noise was going to happen. It just goes this way.
So yeah. I'm going to be wrecked by the end of the week. And tomorrow's story is going to be L-A-T-E. Time windows are SUCH fun.
I need to figure out a dinner. I suspect a three-ingredient challenge is going to happen. Or ham & eggs. Something easy and low-fuss.
After I'm done with today's story, I'm dragging myself up to the labs with the test so I can finally do the cholesterol test properly. And of course I'm freaking the hell out about it.
It's nowhere near the frightening beans I'm making it out to be but... try telling my anxiety that. It ain't listening.
But for now, it's time to get Chaos to school.