Well, (don’t all great stories start with well?)

Well, (don’t all great stories start with well?) Today was pretty average. PLOT TWIST. I ended up going to Costco and running stupid errands with my mom. Why do parents take kids on errands? Don’t they know that we don’t want to go or that it’ll just take longer if we tag along? Well, I’ve made it perfectly clear to my mom that I don’t want to go on any sort of errands, unless it involves clothes, that is. Maybe they think its some sort of family time so when they die they can think, “I spent quality time with my children.” In reality, we both know its living hell! I can think of many less painful ways we could spend “family time.” Anyway, I love my mother, but I’s prefer not to go on any more errands. 🙂

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