Liz's tiny little voice

You ever just want to drop everything and go do something fun? Liz wanted to be more spontaneous ... to just decide at the drop of a hat to go to happy hour or a movie or just get outta town for a day. Sometimes she pulled it off ... But often that voice in her head just wouldn't stop posing questions. Liz, did you get all your work done? Do you think you think you'll have time to finish? Did you pay your bills this month? Did you ever call the landlord about those termites? Didn't you tell your friend Sara you'd help her put together her resume? When was the last time you had an oil change? Come to think of it, Liz couldn't remember the last time she had an oil change ... even though a sticker was plastered in the corner of her windshield to REMIND her when to get that oil changed. She had even put it on her list, along with some other repairs she was supposed to get done, but dammit, where did she put that list? ... And damn that little voice, always trying to ruin her good time. Sometimes Liz had two drink two glasses of pinot grigio just to shut that little voice up, and then, just when she thinks she's managed to quiet it, she hears the the faintest little whisper of it .... Liz, do you really think you should have another glass of pinto grigio when you know you have to get up at 6 a.m.? Anonymously dropped Liz at the Shell Station on Andrews Avenue in downtown Fort Lauderdale. Out by pump No. 7 if I'm not mistaken.