Went out to move my car so I don’t get a ticket (my parking pass expired and I still haven’t received my new one because I procrastinating in sending in my info). Threw on the closest sweatshirt bc it’s chilly and drizzly, which is my work sweatshirt that I haven’t washed since I last worked (don’tjudgeme I was busy trying to pack for Paris!).
Ended up making good friends with a random neighbor’s Frenchie who was like “ooooohhhhhh your shirt smells gooooooooood” bc I’m sure it smells like a gazillion dogs (and a few cats). She was super cute though, even if she seemed offended when I told her she’s a good girl but didn’t give her a cookie.
The Obsessive Dilettante 