*Bought some Easy Mac-n-cheese.
*Blew up seven of the 40 balloons. They're flooping around on the floor right now.
*Bought some cups.
*Don't need cups.
*Ordered 3 flat irons.
*They were on sale.
*Anybody need a flat iron?
*Finished up a bag of Cadbury mini-eggs...alone.
*Felt bad about myself.
*Read some Ensign articles.
*Felt better about myself.
*Farted up a storm. I'm Cadbury intolerant.
*Seriously considered cleaning out the back of my craft closet in the furthest corner of the house, you know, just in case someone says, "Hey, show me your craft closet. I will gauge your worth and my esteem for you by it's content and presentation."
*Closed the main bathroom door. It's contaminated. Somebody should take care of that before the 25-30 women with child bearing bladders show up.
And that's it, friends. Like they say, those who don't learn from history are doomed to repeat it.
Consider me doomed.