Yesterday, I received my government credit card in the mail. I looked at the envelope, decided it was junk mail, and threw it into the trash without looking at it.
Today, I came home from work and dug through my trash can. Good thing I didn't take the trash out last night.
I want to quit choir, but I can't. It's not that fun and I don't really like the music. I hate going on choir retreats, and this upcoming one is on a bad weekend. I can't skip because I'm already missing the concerts. My boyfriend wants to come visit for six days during his fall break, and between this retreat and work, I'll be free for exactly one entire day in those six days. I'm also missing a baby shower that I was looking forward to. Man, if my 17-year-old-idealistic-musical-self could hear me now, she'd cry.
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