Today was a day of big expectations. What SHOULD have happened was nice, easy trips for me to the Doctor and Oreo to the groomer to trim her lethal Tiger claws into a more manageable kitty feet.
When - in fact - it went more like this:
Went to work - wasted 4 hours trying to do something - anything productive, but really, what solid chunk of work can you do in 4 measly hours? Add in my constant state of confusion and distraction as I begin to realize - holy CRAP I'm running out of time... Not that it's a surprise, per se, more a jolt of reality.
Catch the train home - delayed, of course - meaning I have to RACE across town to the doctor's appointment. End up being majorly delayed (doing wonders to my blood pressure reading) due to traffic and 25 MPH speed zones...
See a new doctor (and realize belatedly I really should have grabbed the razor this am) and do the obligatory chit-chat, only to have him say there's nothing he can do for me right now, to do X treatment and come back in a month. (teeth gnashing) And oh yeah, my blood pressure is up. (Shocker.)
Go BACK across town, strong arm the fuzzy brat into her carrier - which includes sharp teeth and claws flying dangerously close to my face - hop across the street, rather smugly (since Justin was all agog that I had single handedly gotten the Fearsome Frenzy into her cage)... only to discover that we'd forgotten that the groomers are CLOSED on Mondays...
I should have just stayed home today.
1 comments:
aww that does sound like an awful day. You definitely should've stayed in bed!
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