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This might be a little bragadocious, but I confess that... I have so many things I'm looking forward to that I'm getting overwhelmed. This weekend in Oxford is the Grove Bowl, Grace Potter in the Grove, a crawfish boil, and a home baseball series against Alabama. Next weekend I'm going to Dallas. Then we have Double Decker and a home baseball series against Kentucky. The month will end with a Band of Horses concert...and then the next six months are already jam packed. Cue panic/excitement attack.
I confess that... I'm very bad about not wanting to go to the doctor or take medicine. My eyes have been red for a couple weeks and I was just dealing with it. (My sister's dog chewed up my glasses and I have been wearing my contacts daily. I just assumed that my dry eyes were not used to that.) Then I was told a story about a friend of a friend of a friend who had red eyes and didn't go to the doctor and now he's blind in one eye. I'm almost sure it was fabricated, but it was enough to get me to see a doctor. Well, as long as I can find somewhere that takes walk-ins.
I confess that... I almost made a very stupid drunk dial last night. I immediately realized it was a no-no and put my phone away. And then I left it away and forgot to bring it to work. I'm currently feeling some mixture of refreshment and anxiety without it.