Weasel Of Doom

I left the milk in a refrigerator in my office, knowing that I had a lot of running around to do in the evening, and not wanting to risk the milk spoiling. The plan was to pick it up on the way home. Good plan, as plans go. Unfortunately, it did not take into account that my access card will not work. I could not get into the building. Parking structure – sure, be my guest. The actual building where I work – access denied. So tomorrow (well, later today, since it is almost 1:00 am as I write this) I have to drive to work, get the milk, drive back home, wash the bottles and pump parts, drive to daycare to drop off the milk, and drive back to work. Forgive me for not being excited about having to deal with rush hour traffic twice. Grrr. I am in a snarly mood now.