ErinSlick

I’m all over the place today. It’s funny. The only real responsibility I have this week is to make sure Hannah gets to and from school. Funny how one thing snowballs into something huge. As such, I find my thoughts are all over the place. Instead of writing you an ADD post and then trying to play if off, I’m embracing my attention-deficit and shall place my thoughts into a bulleted list. Because I can.

• I’m frustrated with the elementary school Kiss ‘N’ Ride. I know it’s just because new parents and young kids new to whole pickup/dropoff system and how the traffic flows. But seriously, if one more person drives by the HUGE PICKUP LINE and tries to cut in front again, I’m totally going to slash their tires. We’re all waiting for the same thing. We waited yesterday. We waited tomorrow. Get over it. Just get in the back and wait like the rest of us.
• As part of my “Take Care of Me” break, I got a facial today. Used my gift card from Mother’s Day and went to Red Door. It was fabulous, but I got the requisite lecture about how dehydrated my skin is. I love my Russian facialist, but she can get a little scary. I promise you (and her) that I drink like 90 ounces of fluid per day. AND I use really good moisturizer. I don’t know what to tell you, but I cannot possibly drink more water. I pee all the time as it is.
• Tomorrow I’m getting a haircut. I’m getting it pretty short in the back for that trendy slanty bob I’m seeing everywhere. I had this haircut when I got out of college and I’m reclaiming it. I’m not copying everyone. They’re all just a couple months ahead of me.
• At the risk of having to endure my mother and her “I told you so’s” I’m growing out my bangs. I always want them and I always hate them. True to form, I’m over them. They’re hanging in my eyes and I SWEAR I’m getting pimples on my forehead because of them. I haven’t had those since I was 17. And I know I’m not getting any younger. So piss on the bangs.
• I’m getting a physical this Friday. It’s at 10:15 and I’m supposed to fast so that they can check my blood glucose. Do you realize how hard this is going to be for me? No caffeine and no food?! And he’s going to stick me with a needle. Coupled with the no food problem, my chances of actually passing out are pushing into the 95% range. I’m going to be c-r-a-n-k-y and the nurse BETTER NOT call me by my husband’s ex-wife’s name. Because I might just kill her. Seriously.
• I give in. These jobs aren’t finding themselves and potential employers aren’t exactly knocking down my door and begging me to work for them. I need to fix my resume. It’s three pages and full of scary social media jargon and it’s kinda all over the place. I’ve been putting it off for two weeks. So I set an appointment to meet with our family friend and career counselor. I figure if I have a deadline, I’ll do it.
• And last, but not least, have you ever had the chocolate FroYo at Costco? I am typically against anything fat-free just on principle, but this stuff is pretty good.

That is all.