Stopped at Chick-fil-a on my way home ‘cause there’s one right near my house and got their grilled market salad which is my go-to fast food meal (also really it was just an excuse to get lemonade in order to pour a whole bunch of Pimm’s into). I had eaten about 80% percent when I noticed that my next bite was about to have something that isn’t lettuce, chicken, feta, or fruit – a lady bug.

Glrrrgh.

Needless to say, my supper is over. Bugs are cute but not when they’re in my food.

I only skim comments when I see them pop up in my email in order to make sure everyone is playing nice and not spoiling anything, but this suddenly brightened up my awful day:

thank you for your recaps of dramas that are not those wildly popular fangirl sort

Thank you, random DB user, for noticing my love of the underrated and overlooked.

Contemplating sticking w/ my crazy work schedule through the end of the year for health benefit reasons and then quitting the ft job to find some pt work (maybe go back to dog walking?), to balance things out so I’m not perpetually exhausted by 60+ hours a week.

I can’t afford to quit right now and it seems ridiculous to try and get a new job soon when I’ll need to ask for a couple weeks off right away. Plus he summer season is finally winding down so things should be decent for the next couple of months at least.