Caffeine boost, because adulting is hard

The optometrist signed Cowboy’s little form, but the woman who handles the glasses order got all snippy and refused to check off the boxes showing his prescription. 
That’s understandable, since we didn’t buy his glasses there. 
But she didn’t have to be so rude about it. 
We told her we knew he didn’t purchase glasses from them, but his workplace still insisted he come back to them with the form. 
Hopefully, he’ll still get reimbursed.

We stopped at the Morristown Food City so I could pick up laundry detergent, and I finally found that creamer I’ve been looking for. They only had two bottles left. Cowboy told me to grab both. I think he was tired of me looking for it. I really need to stay off those new product pages.

I managed to adult. 
I downloaded the Dunkin’ app and got a macchiato for Badger and me. 
Usually Badger handles that, but she wasn’t with us today. 
It was ready and waiting once we got out of Food City.

We made it home at 12:42 p.m., so not bad timing, not really. 
Badger had finished my laundry and had dinner in the oven. 
I was grateful for that.
I think she enjoyed having the house to herself for a while, although Raven got home from work at some point, so she wasn’t alone the whole time.

It was just a regular day.
Cowboy went to work. 
Badger and I took a brief walk to the Creek Church. 
We were on our way home when we ran into Heron at the library, and he gave us a ride the rest of the way.

That was at 5:30 p.m. 
I don’t know why Heron got home early.
 He dropped us off and headed fishing. 
For someone who can’t swim, the man lives on the water.

Badger and I fixed supper and ate in front of the TV.
She ate as fast as she could and headed back to her room.
She’s been spending more time in her room than with me.

Badger finished the laundry. 
The house is clean for the moment.
I can relax until the weekend brings its usual chaos.

My cousin texted, and we chatted a good long time. 
She’s still having a hard time with her mom passing, which is even harder because they didn’t have a good relationship. 
You know, me, her, and her brother grew up with mothers who were physically and mentally abusive to us. 
We didn’t have a safe, stable upbringing. 
Like she says, we grew up together in the same house, and we went through the same abuse.
What we experienced together will always stay with us; it will always tie us together in a way.

Then we got off on the great dumb orange one, and Heron had a fit.
He said, with things as they are, not to be talking about the orange one on your phone or social media.
You just never know.

We talked about how Raven needs to start carrying his birth certificate with him all the time. 
Raven is more often than not mistaken for being Hispanic, and nowadays, never say it can’t happen. 
He's a tattooed brown man 🤷🏻‍♀️
 I wish I were joking, but I am dead serious. 
Raven has been called Mexican all his life, in today’s world, that’s not good. 
Cowboy is also a bit too brown for comfort. 
They're Melungeon with a healthy dose of Native American, genes are funny things.

We discussed the autism registry and how bad an idea that is.

We got into a good gossip text.
It carried on for a while.

I do not like the world we find ourselves in now.
It’s so hateful, and it seems like we’re going backwards with regard to race and women’s rights.