Good job you for restocking the medicine cabinet! However, please don't dilly-dally about too long in the morning trying to figure out what goes where and which things go in your tote bag. There are things to do at work and time spent going "nnnnh" restlessly at the tote bag could be used for practical things, like putting on clothing, microwaving a burrito-like object, and getting the hell to work.

You need to refuel the car, by the way. One of the problems with getting out of work late is the cheap gas place is closed.

There are burrito-like objects in the freezer, and cherries in the refrigerator. There is also a box of blueberries, but those are delicate motherfuckers, so don't say I didn't warn you if it turns out they're no longer edible.

Today will in fact be the day when various of your colleagues have decided to look like slightly matching fools. There's a pair of argyle socks on the chair in case you want to join in.

In further being-a-grownup behavior, awesome job logging in and paying the rent when you thought of it, before the calendar reminder. Even more awesome job having remembered where you wrote down the PART OF THE PAYMENT THEY DON'T ADD UNTIL THE ACTUAL DUE DATE. Oh, computer systems, why so fail. (Seriously, if you're implementing a fucking computerized rent system, INCLUDE THE GODDAMN RENT as part of the things the user can see BEFORE THE ACTUAL DUE DATE EVEN THOUGH IT'S A REPEATING AMOUNT AND YOUR ACCOUNTING CAN JUST DAMN WELL COPE.)

If you can, grab the recycling when you leave.