Bad Day Rant

Holy crap- it's only Monday and I'm seriously about to throw furniture out the windows. I don't know what it is, but I'm in a foul mood, and I've been like that almost all day. First, I went to Tripler for an appointment. It's something that I've been there for before, and it's just the most annoying thing ever. I won't go into it, because it's TMI, but there you have it.

The parking was atrocious. I had to park on the lower level in the grass, and had to walk up the hill (it's steep, since the hospital was built on a mountain). Hubby had the stroller in his car, and he's on duty, but fortunately I remembered the sit 'n' stroll, so I was able to push LB up. The appointment went well- it was the only thing that went smoothly all day. The pharmacy was ridiculous- I think we wait a half hour just to get to the counter. LB was exhausted since it was an hour past his naptime, so I was frustrated when my number was called. Then the pharmacist gives me two out of the three prescriptions. I asked her about the other one, and she said the doc never wrote it, but "I can call him if you'd like". Yeah, right. And wait another half hour with a wailing baby? No thanks.

I was starving and thirsty so I hit up Wendy's (it was on the way home). They forgot my drink- I don't think that place has ever gotten an order right. I must be crazy to keep going there and expect better service.

LB took a nap went we got home, and I was laid out on the recliner with bad back pain (related to the appointment). Finally it subsided and LB woke up so we could go to the NEX and commissary.

I don't know why I subject myself to these places. Obviously, they are way cheaper than civilian stores, but the place is usually mobbed, and you can't honestly tell me that everyone in these stores is DoD, dependent, or retired. You could probably flash a copied ID and they'd take it. Anyway, the checkout SUCKED. I did the self-checkout, and it kept telling me the weight in the bag was incorrect. Plus, they suddenly decided to sell loose carrots, but not make it an option in the checkout computer. The oh-so-highly-trained teenager-in-angst cashier wandered over and helped me out, but all while talking to her equally-emo friend. I swear, courtesy and customer service is a dying art. And, my turkey roast rang up twice as much as advertised, but by that point, I was ready to get the hell out of there.

My unlucky day continued at home. Hubby is prepping for deployment, so there is shit everywhere. He's also working on our spice rack, so everything that was neatly shoved into the cupboard is strewn all over the counters. In my attempt to tidy up and rearrange the storage closet, I squished my head between the wall and Christmas tree box (I jerked it suddenly and didn't expect it to move so fast), and I bent my glasses, so now my vision is all warped.

LB has been whiny today, too. Maybe I'm just in a bad mood, so I notice it more, but he was really driving me absolutely crazy. Getting into the dog food, whining, and now he's gotten major separation anxiety. *sigh* So I think I'm just going to postpone anything I was going to get done until tomorrow. Hubby has duty so he won't be home tonight anyway. :)