Reason #894 why am I like this?

On my break, I decided to hurry up and grab my daughter’s prescription from the pharmacy, then run into the grocery store for bread.

I picked up her medicine, got to the store, rushed inside, and realized I was carrying her prescription bag instead of my purse.

I don’t know what I thought I was going to pay for bread with… her anxiety medication?

So I had to run back out to the car, put it away, grab my purse, and go back in like a fully functioning adult .

Happy Friday, thankfully.