Oh god oh god oh god! What time is it?
I can’t make it! There’s no possible way I can make it there on time!
I should cancel. I’m canceling it. I should cancel it.
Is there another one? There’s nothing later!
I can’t afford this. This is absurd. Why did I let this happen?
I hate everything.
Did I even pack? What is this stuff? Do I have any underwear? Do I have any clean underwear? I don’t need a scarf! It’s August! Why did I pack a scarf? Did we watch Doctor Who last night? Did you pack a scarf? Is there any clean underwear? Any at all?
Who’s going to watch the cats? Did we find anyone? Dammit. Just give them a bunch of extra food. And water. They’ll be fine.
We should have found someone to watch the cats. We’re bad kitty parents.
I feel like garbage. I am garbage.
Should I just cancel? I can’t afford to cancel. I can’t afford not to go. I’m a garbage-filled, bad-kitty-parent, late-for-everything person.
OK. It might work. I can make it if the train is early, the shuttle is on time and the flight is delayed.
Why does this always happen? Why do I let this happen?
I can buy underwear there. Maybe it’s cold enough at night to need a scarf. It’ll be fine.
Doing this. It’ll happen or it won’t. It’s worth a shot. It could be fun.
Thanks for reading and have a wonderful night.