Thursday, July 1, 2010

My Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Yes, that's very close to the name of a children's book, but in the book it was Alexander who had the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad day. Yesterday, it was me. Just ask Joanna. She had to talk me down from the ledge and rescue my butt.

It started by taking THREE hours to get out the door with Jacob, to bring him to Auntie Shawn's. Then I was going to the chiropractor because my back was JUST starting to act up, and I wanted to fix it sooner rather than later. I also needed to go to WalMart, and then I had an eye appt. at 2:40. I didn't leave til 10:00 to get to Shawn's.

If you read my "imagine" post yesterday, you know about my level of energy system. Well, by the time I got to Shawn's, my change was gone. And I still had my whole day ahead of me.
I get to WalMart, and can't find my handicapped tag. Are you KIDDING? So after spending 5 mintues trying to parallel freakin' park in the handicapped, I had to pull out and find another spot. Thanksfully there was a close one. I bring the bottles back, get some things (between bottles slips and coupons it was almost $20.00 in savings thank-you-very-much!!)

So on to the chirpractor. I get there, park, go up to the door and see an itty bitty note that says: Closed. Back at 1:15. It was 12:15. I literally dropped my purse to the ground and hung my head. I almost sat on the step to just bawl, but I knew if I did I wouldn't be able to get back up again! I didn't have an hour to sit there....Joanna was taking me to the eye doctor because when I get my eyes dilated I can't see. Plus I hadn't eaten yet....and when I get that tired, upset, stressed, my brain just can't function. So I trudge back to the car bawling, call Joanna, and she just says, "Come to my house, I'll drive you back, we'll work it out." (The calm in the storm.)

I decide I better get some gas in the car, and choose to pay with my credit card so I didn't have to walk in to pay. My gas cap is attached by a plastic cord so you can't lose it. Um...yah. After I pump the gas, I realize my cap is GONE. I'm like, SERIOUSLY??? I finally find it under the car, stoop down, take off my shoe, pray to GOD I can stand up again, use my shoe to barely reach the cap and roll it toward me so I could get it.

In the midst of the panic, I "lost" my credit card. WHAT?!?!? So I'm starting to panic again! This day is just getting better and better! After a few minutes of frenetic activity, I see it on the ground up by my driver's door. Relief.

So I fly back to Joanna's, and she drives from here so I don't kill anyone. We decide to zoom to Pizza Hut on the way to the chiro, because they have a lunch buffet. We figure we could be in and out in about 15-20 minutes max. So we get there, park (not by the door because I don't have my flippin' tag) go in, and OF COURSE, no buffet. We decide we might as well order little pizza's because by the time we got back out to the car, blah blah blah.

Get to the chiro, there is no one in the waiting room, but one person IN a room. They take me right in, then AFTER me they put someone in the room next to me. Of course since I am in a hurry, the room she was in when I got there took forever, THEN she went into the one next to me instead of mine (honest mistake) and that took forever...there was NO WAY I would making my eye appt. I HAD to have this appt....I had cancelled like 3 times before....twice because of the MG and once because Jacob was sick. So the ONE appointment I had that day, after getting up at 7 AM, was going to get blown. How does this sh!t always happen to me?????

They graciously worked me in when I got there at 3 (yes I called to tell them I would be late.) The appointment took a while, but I'll tell ya about that tomorrow. Finally get done there, can't see a bloomin' thing because my pupils are the size of Mars, and the sun is like super bright. Joanna takes me to the Secretary of State to get a new handicapped tag (which I had to pay $10.00 for...their normally free, but because I lost it I had to pay)...there was NO ONE in there, so that was the best stop of the day. Yah, the DMV was the BEST stop. Go figure.

SO...that was my Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. And here's hoping tomorow is much, MUCH better!!!


Karen Mortensen said...

Wow. Glad you made it through and glad you had your friend to help you.

w said...

i read this whole post. and i wanted to cry for you. except. i laughed a little. it's because i laugh at inappropriate times.

i'm sorry.

Young Wife said...

Ugh, that is an awful day. How strange that the DMV was the easiest stop.