ALL COLD CUTS IN BROWN BAGS.
That's it. All damn week. Friday we'll have pizza, and Saturday, we'll make burgers again. We have added track to our already overly full plates, and that's it. EVERY WEEK NIGHT is going to be at the baseball, soccer, or track field. Plus also we have dance and gymnastics. It's... a lot. And! Just to make this week even more horrifying, Ben is at work all of the time because his semester is wrapping up (meanwhile, I am twiddling my thumbs over here on Maycation), so I have to take everyone to all of the things by my damn self. AUGHHHHHHHHH.
My grocery list is basically all baggies and boxes of crackers.
LIVING THE DREAM, ya'll.
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