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So focused on breathing in and out of a paper bag between now and the polls closing that I didn’t remember it was my anniversary until my friend (yes, she has Rain Man levels of retention for dates) texted me.

In my defense, we celebrated Saturday night with dinner out. Also, PRIORITIES!

Sooooo.... scale of 1 to 5 (1 = “super chill, everything’s fine” and 5 = “eating anti-anxiety meds by the handful”) how are we all doing on this glorious Election Day?!


*reaches for paper bag, resumes breathing exercises*

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