Please don’t hurt me.
I promise there’s a good reason for everything I’m (not) doing. I had to pick up my son from school. He told his PE teacher he wasn’t feeling well. Of course that means the PE teacher makes my son run, anyway. I had to cancel my doctor appointment, as a result; I didn’t want to leave my sick kid at home and I also didn’t want to take my sick kid with me to the doctor’s office where the sick people are. So out the window goes my visit with the doctor. I so looked forward to telling him that I every morning I wake up, look in the mirror, and scream.