Sheesh, what a week. Erica and Kat have been through it these last few days, and they are drinking it off. What starts as a rant about difficulties with contractors ends as a conversation about how hard it has been to learn how to set and accept boundaries in our lives. Kat is scared of a bee, Erica is drinking straight from the wine bottle, and we are angry and hurt. What else could sum up our twenties? They are the best of times, they are the worst of times.