Acting like a grownup

Last night, I went to bed with an upset stomach. I'm going to blame my non-functioning gallbladder for not dealing properly with yesterday's deviation from my normal eating habits. I woke up still not feeling great this morning, but as I hadn't actually been sick, I went to work anyway. For the first couple of hours it wasn't so bad, but as the morning progressed I felt worse. I texted my dad to see if he was sick too, but it was just me. I really wanted to go home and crawl in bed, but there wasn't actually a reason for me to leave so... I stayed. And I lived.

Sometimes being a grownup isn't so much fun. However, getting to decide to go to the beach tomorrow totally is. So it all evens out in the end