So, I may have had a crazy day that began with:
"You need to step up your phone skills" (via swanky temp job that sort of intimidates me)
and ended with:
"I don't want to do my homework or eat dinner or do anything you say" (via babysitting)
And 10 hours later I was home.
My Mom keeps telling me that I remind her of the theme from Mary Tyler Moore.
And I have to agree somewhat. I may not throw my hat in Time Square or live in NY, but despite all this chaos and confusion, you know what?
I am going to make it after all.