Adulting

I had plans for today.  They did not include taking my son to the doctor.  But that's what I did.  Because parenthood.

(He's fine, by the way.  Just a little upper respiratory infection contributing to/paired with bacterial conjunctivitis.  Whee!)

I also prepped a crap-ton of food, because I've come to the begrudging realization that if I want to eat healthy, that's what I'm going to have to do: meal-prep on the weekend, followed by a rousing round of seal-and-freezing.  Otherwise during the week I'm all, "Ugh no energy.  Pickles are definitely a meal."

::sigh::

Adulting.  It is what it is.