Ach, I can be such a baby
June 10, 2008
It’s a beautiful day out. The sun’s shining, sky’s blue, it’s warm, I remembered to use my new sunscreen this morning. But I don’t want to walk home from the train station. I usually enjoy a nice quiet walk, it’s good exercise, it saves gas, but I just don’t want to. I’m tired and have twenty things to do when I get home and just want to be picked up. If my awareness of how bratty I’m being were less acute, I’d call my uncle and ask for a ride.
But no. I oughtn’t even be grumbling. I’m lucky to live a mile away so that it’s perfectly walkable. Just being a bad pf blogger today. Guess I’ll walk off the grumpiness!
