Simply a funny thing that is happening in my life today is that I am preparing — I have to go to the grocery store to prepare for a picnic that I’ve prepared for three times. This picnic is with people who I just met at an event recently and so I don’t know them. And for some reason, I just simply thought this picnic was two weeks ago. We originally scheduled it for last Friday and then I thought it was the Friday before that to the point where I like bought everything and was ready and like had planned kind of my day around like that I would need to be here at this time. And then no one had said anything in our group chat and that felt a little weird. And then I looked back at our text and realized I had been the one who even proposed the date, and that the date was not that Friday. So then I actually just called a different friend and we had our own little picnic and that was great.
And then the correct Fri- — oh, sorry, the correct Friday rolls around and I again prepare, but we’ve been talking about it. We’ve even, like, talk about who’s bringing what snacks, so I’m feeling good. It makes sense. I’m ready. I have all my snacks. I actually get to like the picnic spot really early because I just wanted to enjoy the park that it’s in. Uh, and then I get a text that people had to cancel. So then I also called a different person, was like, “Would you like to come join my solo picnic? ‘Cause now I am extra sad and sitting here.” And that person did after a while. But I had like a three-hour long solo picnic, which was both great and kind of sad. And now I have to go grocery shopping again to buy snacks again for this picnic because I keep eating the snacks I buy between each event. All these people, they have not had this experience. So this is not a three week long, three grocery store trip saga. That’s just a me problem.