Yay, we're halfway through the week! This one is really dragging for me.
I've had to take FI to work this week because he sprained his ankle really bad and it's hard for him to drive. He has requested that I take him to QT every morning to get a muffin. So, this morning, I called him out on the fact that he could just make one stop at the beginning of the week and stock up on muffins. Then he would only have to make one trip instead of 5 (given, this is only on weeks where we are low on groceries, but still!) His response was honestly, "Well, I never really thought about it but I would look pretty weird carrying 5 muffins up to my office." Seriously? Boys are strange.