What a Crappy Day!

 I was still awake at 2 am. Insomnia, my old friend is back with a vengeance. I chatted with Mr. BoJangles as I shared a peanut butter sandwich with him. The other two dogs were abed with the master and even Dora was under her hide and paid no attention to us.

I knew I had to get up early to get the master to a doctor's appointment. Seems like that just made me more wakeful. I got up at 6:30. If not for the appointment I would have gone back to bed and slept a few more hours, but I was afraid I would not wake up in time and just feel worse. We see all of our health care providers every 6 months, I suppose until we die! At first, I tried to coordinate the appointments to fall on the same days within less than an hour of each. Then I just gave up and let life happen. My brain is tired. I will have to get it together now that we have only one vehicle.

Today was the pulmonary doctor for the man who has sleep apnea. I was looking forward to seeing my husband explain why he stopped using the c-pap apparatus. I had no intention of helping him. He was having a breathing test, then a visit with the doctor. He was chomping at the bit to leave an hour and a half early so he could go eat. I was busy in the kitchen. Of course, we left, and he got his breakfast at noon while I had a lunch. Then we arrived 30 minutes early for the appointment. They were having their lunch, and the door was locked. So, we sat in the truck and waited. This is when we saw the doctor leave the office and go to his car.

I knew my day had gone the rest of the way to hell at that moment. It was a lovely sunny day, and I could finally work in my garden. I planned to get a good start this afternoon on expanding the flower beds to eliminate all the grass and mowing up by the She Shed. The ground has a good slope up there and is hard to mow. Rain is expected Friday, so I would have tomorrow to finish with mulching before the rain came.

We all know what happens to the best laid plans, don't we? Upon entering the office, we learned that the hospital had summoned the doctor for an emergency and the test could not be done without the provider in the building (insurance). We are now scheduled tomorrow for 11:00 am and the doctor visit at 2:30 pm. It is not like we can go home in between since it is so far away. So much for tomorrow's sunshine!

We went on to Walmart and procured the mulch and more topsoil. I scored two flats of annuals in the clearance section and thought that would make the day better. I took a short nap when we got home. I was so tired. I got up ready to get my hands in the dirt, but the man of the house was hungry.

I confess I was pretty grouchy. I didn't want to cook, I wasn't hungry. But I did. I ate a little bit, but since I was still digesting the smash burger from my lunch, I just didn't want to eat. I took my flowers up the drive and got busy laying cardboard down to kill the weeds and little sprigs of grass. I had the man bring the bags of dirt up the drive in the truck and started dumping them on the cardboard and planting stuff.

Since tomorrow will be a daylong event with the doctor and the husband, I was in a hurry to get the mulch down. I was sweating profusely; it was pouring down my face and into my eyes causing them to burn as I was carefully tucking hands full of mulch around the tender plants. I listen to books on my phone while I work.

For whatever reason that I really don't care to know, he decided to take a ride up the drive on the riding mower. So very redneck! I keep suggesting he take the golfcart to get it tuned up and running. I know now that I should make an appointment for him to keep. He stopped on the drive parallel to my location on the sloping ground with my mulch and the book I could no longer hear. I stood up and looked questioningly at the man and HE STOOD THERE WATCHING ME WORK AND WAVING AT ME.

Yes, he did. So, I used my volume to ask "WHAT?" He found this offensive and got on his riding toy and headed down the drive to the carport. Well, I found his noise equally offensive, so we are even!

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  1. Kathy GJune 12, 2025 at 5:50 PM

    Bummer!

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  2. ValJune 13, 2025 at 12:44 PM

    Yes, you must have those six-month appointments, but they can barely squeeze you in if you're sick! Mine used to be three-month appointments, back when we worked and I had two insurances. Funny how now that it's just medicare, I am suddenly healthy enough to be seen half as often.

    Hick spent months riding around on the lawnmower, before he finally fixed his Gator. One of my former students' dad used to drive his on the streets in town, like it was a car.

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