Random musings

Yesterday, I went to a work training at a hotel with Fawn. Work events at hotels suck because all you do is just… sit there, bored out of your mind, thinking about the literal hundreds of empty beds surrounding you. Right?

Then, last night, I drank enough champagne and Coors Light to give myself a soul-crushing hangover today. All week, I’ve been looking forward to watching football on my couch and making chili in my crock pot today. I’m too hungover to make chili in the crock pot… which translates to, “I’m too hungover to open cans.” 

Send help.

And Gatorade.

-Bev

P.S.- I am watching football on my couch. Next to my trash can, because, we’re not out of the woods. The vomit woods.