what’s for dinner?

Well, I got my grocery shopping done.

I paid for my ring.

I got gas in the car.

I got my Wellbutrin refilled.

I had my hazelnut coffee and croissant while sitting in the parking lot at Wally World, waiting for the rain to stop.

I forgot the Pepsi and beer in the car. Dang.

I called hubby to let him know that I made it home and I was okay.

I have to decide what to have for dinner. Pizza or barbeque baked chicken? Decisions, decisions.

I’m gonna transcribe a few more 1992 entries.