When life gives you lemons, get a pint of whiskey, a glass, and a muddler.
Mix, pour, drink. Repeat.
Then figure out who the heck you’re going to get to help solve the problem.
Then when that person also bails, go to the one person you can always rely on. I hope that’s you, but it may be your cousin George. Whatever. Doesn’t matter.
Go to that person, your own personal Olivia Pope, and give them the lemons, and then settle in with your pint. Of course, if you are your own Olivia Pope, then I suggest you switch to water as you get down to business.
And that is how my Wednesday is going this week.