Yesterday was my last day as an employee at Pet Supermarket, prompting me to quote Johnny Paycheck in saying, "Take this job and shove it! I ain't workin' here no mo'! Or is that Johnny Cash? Now I don't remember. Anyway, it feels good to have that responsibility off my back.
In Other News
Mike's parents are coming tonight to see a UF basketball game. They suggested bringing subs for us to eat before the game, but like a fool I insisted on cooking. Yesterday I botched the cake I tried to make, and today the dough for the stromboli got messed up. I don't know why I even try, honestly. I try to make appetizing food for people because I feel it's one thing I'm good at, and I usually am, but it seems like whenever someone important comes over, the house turns itself upside down right after I clean it and something in the kitchen get burned, overcooked, or otherwise botched. Sigh. Sorry that you all had to read this, I think I'm still getting over the weekend.