After work this afternoon I had an arts council meeting. It was lively and ran over our scheduled time. In fact, I had to leave before we were done.
I ran home for about 20 min to feed and exercise the dogs, then left to go volunteer at our church’s evening Vacation Bible School, which started at 6 PM. I made it just a bit late, but before the children arrived. Leaving from that event at about 8:40 PM, I stopped at Turkey Hill to grab a drink and picked up a single Twix ice cream treat. Better that than the 2 for 1 half gallon ice cream special, since I’m flying solo here at home for a few weeks.
So after virtuously purchasing the single ice cream bar, I made a few more stops doing errands, and arrived home around 9:30 PM. I spent a half hour playing Frisbee under the backyard floodlights, threw in a load of laundry, folded a load of laundry (does it never end?), and fed and watered the cats and birds.
Finally, at 10:30 PM, I remembered my ice cream bar, which had sadly melted into a semi liquid state in its wrapper. In my purse. It’s a good thing I didn’t buy the two half gallons of ice cream!