I almost forgot how therapeutic it is to just vent. My victim today was Anna’s first soccer coach. Sigh. I feel a lot more relaxed now. It was so nice to just chat with him about our current season, Anna’s progress, and other “soccer” gossip. I don’t know - sounds stupid. How could talking to someone I barely know could make me feel better, but it did.
I think a good couple of hours of cleaning will help extinguish the rest of my piss poor mood.
I hate watching Anna lose her soccer games. I know you can’t expect to win every game, but it was the first game and the final score was 0-3. I’m crossing my fingers this isn’t foreshadowing the rest of the season.
That I sometimes wish the writers of The Walking Dead would kill off Daryl Dixon. I hate saying that, because he’s one of my favorites on the show. BUT if it would eliminate some of the fan girls, deep down, I’d be okay with it.