I did something really, really dumb. Ok, so it’s not the dumbest thing I’ve ever done, but it’s really inconvenient.

I’ve got a million and a half things to do in the next week or so. I did only a tiny fraction of that stuff this past week, although it seems like I’ve been working non-stop. I’ve consistently had two or three freak-outs per day for the last week or so. I’m fine right now, though. Because of the freak-outs and all the stuff on my “to do” list, I absentmindedly promised Missy that I’d take her and Rachel to the PPAC to see JCSuperstar. Well, I didn’t remember that I was scheduled to work during the hours they needed me to cart them to Providence. Argh.

Enter Jesse to bail me out once again.

So, he’s in Providence somewhere right now waiting to pick up M and R when the show’s over. Then they’re going out to dinner (M is treating J in exchange for the lift).

But as a result of my promising M that she’d be carted to Providence in my car… I have to walk home today. I’m so dumb. But at least I’m wearing comfy shoes.