Well yesterday started off with a telephone call from a screaming patient. I thought after that the day would have to get better. I made a quick trip to Wal-Mart at lunch to pick up a few things for dinner. That went pretty smooth :) Just when I arrived home to unload my purchases my cell phone rang. It was Jerry. I am not coordinated at all and decided against better judgement to take the call, which meant holding the phone with one hand and unloading the car with the other. All was going well until I picked up a box of diet A&W. The box ripped and before I knew it there were cans of soda all over the driveway. One even rolled away hissing and spraying soda along the way. It landed in front of the neighbors. I know I should have retrieved it, but I just couldn't bring myself to make the short trip to do so.
We are in the process of purchasing a home and I received a phone call related to this on the way back to work. It was not really a call I wanted to take, but thought better of ignoring it. It was Al "the informer". I refer to him as the informer because he is a highly intelligent individual who insists on going into much more detail than I or any other typical person require. Bottom line is that he scolded me like I was his child for placing a telephone call to the mortgage company that he felt I should have placed to him instead.
Back to work for me.....the rest of the afternoon was pretty uneventful. Thank goodness it was five o'clock and time to go home and prepare dinner :). Claire was a little quite after the prior nights events. After about twenty minutes she opened up and started talking to us about her day at school. Poor Ryan wasn't feeling to good, but we managed to enjoy our meal while watching the Little League World Series on t.v. It was the perfect ending to a semi-tragic day at work.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
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