I'm sitting here waiting for my old workplace to call, because they need me to freelance this week but don't want me to come in until there's, you know, work to do.
I had big plans to wash all my makeup brushes today, and I guess I could still do that, but what if they call and I have to stop right in the middle? That would be a travesty.
Also too, my mother has left. Her plane took off at 10, so she wanted to be at the airport at 2 a.m. I am not one of those people who go to the airport early. Being early is not my strong suit. What is a strong suit?
When I lived in LA, and so did my father, I once asked if I could stay with him and my grandmother overnight, because my cousin Katie was flying in at around 10 a.m., and they were maybe 15 minutes from the airport, and with morning traffic I would have been more than an hour away. My plan was to get up at, say, 9:30 and stumble on out there to LAX.
At SIX, I am not kidding you, my grandmother came in. "Juuuuune! You better get up, honey, and get your friend."
Her demetia had set in at that point and she forgot I was getting my cousin. BUT SHE DIDN'T FORGET TO WAKE ME UP AT SIX!
Six.
I'm still annoyed.
I guess that's all I have to tell you. Did all y'all watch the Super Bowl? Were there any good ads?
