I had plans. I had plans to go to Vegas. Said that here back in December when I was so very confident it was a done deal. Wasn't a paid deal, but hey little bravado and suddenly the universe is manifesting your every wish. Or at least that's been my experience.
I had plans to go to the art museum. Mandatory vanilla day, right? Were we Insta friends? You've
See, I need an assistant. Because also, Mistress Cassidy didn't bother to check the museum's website for their posted hours.
Whatever, found a way cool new-to-me playground and that's as cool as an art museum on mandatory vanilla day. And I heard Sugar Ray, who at 20-something I thought was just way too arrogant but at 47, I'm like ya I hear you.
The event I wished to attend in Vegas was cancelled the night before. The universe grants my every wish, except when it would be best for me if it doesn't.
I have new plans. Hold your breath. I'm going to master this thing called patience because I am so fucking over the pop quizzes.
Travel plans will be posted when the tickets are in my inbox or maybe when we're in the air.
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