Sometimes the playground bitchfest truly dismays me. I can’t wait to walk out of there tomorrow and not see some people for seven weeks. A truly glorious prospect.
I suspect next year’s going to bring more bombshells. I might get my preschool kids to dig a shelter. And plant carrots on it, maybe…?
Also, how do I remove people
who disgust me from Facebook? I appear to be too tired to figure it out.