Yeah, that song is about me...
You know when you have a problem and you're about to inconvenience someone and ask them to do you a favor and then you figure out a way to do it on your own? I did that this morning. It makes me feel squishy inside. And clever. And proud of myself. Of course, now I get to take a freaking heavy rolly suitcase camping, but it beats carrying a mop bucket, gym bag, backpack, and air mattress in a shopping bag on the metro tomorrow. Maybe I should just get a shopping cart to wheel around. I mean, I already talk to myself.