I ironed my pants, I’m wearing a belt, my shirt is tucked in, I’m eating oatmeal from a styrofoam cup, I’m on hotel wi-fi sending work emails, and I’m calling coworkers to annoy them before 10am. Being an adult is the worst.
I think I’ll go stand in line for a few hours to hopefully see grumpy cat and take a selfie on a wrecking ball to make up for this morning.