i'm knee-deep in a few deadlines, and my eyes are absolutely cashed.
i tried to help grae with her spelling words this morning - as well as east coast geography - and i blamed my dumb on blurry eyes.
oh, what? montpelier is not the capital of maine? yeah yeah yeah. now i remember. vermont. bangor is maine. yeah yeah yeah. i meant augusta. sorry! my eyes are all blurred up.
and then i popped into middle school with esmé in tow, and someone had the nerve to say that OUR. HAIRCHOPS. LOOKED. THE. SAME.
ok. the woman was trying to compliment us, which didn't warrant my aghast face. nor my aghast blurt DOES MY HAIR LOOK LIKE THAT?! SHE CUTS HER OWN HAIR WITH CRAFT SCISSORS!
so i'm planning not-so-much for this weekend. just to round out a perfectly tragic trifecta of a geographically-dopey, mangled messed-out hairchopped karey m. with the addition of shiftless.