Alright. There’s one problem with staying home while the sitter watches the kids….
I forgot to bring food upstairs with me. And there’s no way I can go down there and have the wee-er one see me without her going apeshit. I wonder if Dominos delivers to upstairs windows? The delivery guy could borrow a ladder from the worker dudes building the house across the street.
Or I could eat the stash of biter biscuits I just found in the suitcase (yeah, yeah, I’m not very efficient at unpacking).
Mmmm. Biter biscuits.