… and my phone literally blew up. Three people actually called (no one calls me). None of which were my psych, so that sucks.
The lawn mowing company came and mowed the lawn, (not exactly peaceful).
I got a bunch of texts.
786 alerts on my phone “Breaking news!!!”
I just wanted a nap!
I can’t turn my ringer off in case my psych calls, but usually my phone is very quiet.
It’s kind of silly.
With my luck, she won’t call until tomorrow or she won’t call at all.
I just want to rest.
I am not giving up though (as my phone continues to go off….)
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