This was basically the story of my Wednesday. Was already feeling under the weather as it was and then for some reason figured that eating two lunch specials back to back would make me feel better.
Spoiler alert, it didn’t.
So this post is coming to you live from my desk (fifteen year old plastic table) as my stomach is churning, my brain is trying to place where the last ten hours went, and my soul is reevaluating my life.
On the plus side, while heading to pick up the food yesterday, there were these two kids outside the grocery store squirting whipped cream into each other’s mouths. It was a bizarre moment that a few of us on the sidewalk saw and looked at each other in that “are they really doing that?” way before moving on with our lives.
I will try to not time travel in the immediate future.