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Manic in a panic on a Monday, not a Funday
Just as I predicted, Monday snuck up and bit my ass. It all started when I read my kitchen board wrong and operated under the assumption that my appointment this morning was at 9:45. WRONGO It was at 9am. I reallized my mistake just when it was moments too late to do anythign about it. I attempted to catch the bus I should, have, but due to a persnickety colon "I misssed it by that much. ". I managed to get to Sunmart and call a cab, but it didn't save me anytime getting to the Mall to catch the bus, as I can't afford to take a cab all the way there.
I called to tell them I was going to be late. I made it 15 minutes late, and they told me there wouldn't be enough time so I would have to resschedule. At this point I went slighlty psycho bitch on the poor recceptionist who was just doing her job and really not paid enough to deal with a manic in a panic.
After getting some information on who to call in order to get an appointment some time before the next presidential election, I left, but not in my usual cheery upbeat mood.
I went to my sons clinic to schedule his appointments and refill his meds. I talked to the receptionist there, who was all too happy to call some secretary at the other place and wouldn't you know there was a cancelation Friday. I like my son's place much better, they like me.
It means taking more time off work, but it will get me some relief before I get to the point of playing clocktower sniper it just might save a few lives.
I then managed to get myself to work, where the phones were off the hook and they pressure was on toe skip lunch and work overtime.
I get home and discover my son, the budding young scientist had left a pan of water on high and disappearred. The water had boiled dry who knows how long ago, and the non stick coating on the bottom of the pan was now resemebling Death Valley during the dry season. This was on top of a sink full of dirty dishes, coffee stains on the counter, the lids off the flour, sugar, popcorn containers and the honey on the floor which I didn't ddicover until I realized the kitchen rug was attaching itself to my shoes. And just to add some frosting to the cake, my son decided for reasons that I"m sure made sense to him to cover his window in aluminum foil. He also broke a deal that we made weeks ago, and I'm sure he'll find someway to justify it and make me out to be wrong.
Oh and did I mention it was -20F when I got up and I think the high of the day was between -6 and 0. Tommorrow is a heat wave , it may reach 4 above. I'm digging out my flip flops as we speak.
calgon take me a way, or least make the rest of the world go away.
At least Heros is on tonight, So I do have that going for me.
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.