Tom dreams he has plans

Over breakfast, Tom munched on delicious bread homemade by Wanda. Wanda Bread, if you will. 

Wanda Bread.

I decided to work from home today because, corona virus. We really had no plans except to go to the store and gawk at the empty shelves where toilet paper used to be. We have enough toilet paper. Thank god I signed us up for the “Who Gives a Crap” subscription plan.

In any event, Tom said that he had a dream that we had some plans but he had to cancel on me. 

“What the hell else were you going to do that outranked a plan with me?!” I dropped my spoon. It clattered on the table.

“Well,” said Tom. “I was having dinner with the Clintons. Hillary and Bill were in town."

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Fair enough.