Morning at my Starbucks. It has been a little broken lately. Long lines at odd hours. I if course, blame myself. My lack of consistency in arrival time has upset the coffee cart. I am sure that is it.
Speaking of carts, I am anxious about the bakery cart that is the yearbook fundraiser tomorrow. I want to lay back and let them do it, but then I find myself at giant, buying boxes of hot cocoa. Can’t wait til I’ve done a year of yearbook, so I will have a better idea of what to do next time. I’ll be happy if I can just make it through tomorrow without making an ass of myself.