… which is fine, I suppose, as I’m on vacation, and the occasional nothing day is good for the mental health, right? But the most exciting thing I did today was swing by a doctor’s office to pick up a box for my son to poop in (I am absolutely not providing any further explanation; don’t panic) and the brief moment of wanting to kill the entire world when the nurse explained to me that I may have to refrigerate the poop if I cannot immediately deliver it to them after he has shit in the box.

Thank Christ we are middle-class enough that we have two refrigerators.