The Universe to Me: FOAD.
I feel like I’ve run out of time.
Don’t tell my husband, but I’m looking forward to when our cell phones get shut off this week (because we won’t be paying that bill because we took an epic trip to Alaska and said “fuck it” to being responsible adults for the month of July). Without a cell phone, my boss won’t be able to call and text me non-stop.
In related news, it’s 10am and I have reached my limit on tolerance for the telephone already today.