another day

This was another one of those celebrated "Take a Loved One to the Doctor Day." This was a major milestone, the very first step to get rolling on medical assistance. That went pretty well. Then I showed where I volunteer, just a few blocks from the doctor's office. Then was taken to run an errand, only to have the check refused again. This time, we knew what to do: go cash the check.

Since it isn't our 'hood, we had to drive around to find the bank (no help from the bank there). Got back in the car, had an argument about the amount being not enough, that the salesperson had rung it up wrong. So okay, wrote another check for the additional amount, found the motor bank from info gotten from the lobby. Got to the motor bank and couldn't find my driver's license. Got into another argument about me being irresponsible. I finally said, "If you can't live with my problems, then I don't want you living with me." Went back to the lobby but they didn't have it ... turns out it was in my back pocket with the pocket prayer book.

Got back to the store and indeed when it was rung up this time, it was more than last time. Fortunately I had enough cash altogether, thanks to the second cash out. Brought the goods out to the car and the recipient was overjoyed, since the clerk had taken very good care of us and gave us above and beyond.

Went to get food. I ordered a chicken salad sandwich and 1/4 turkey muffaletta. Got home only to discover that neither sandwich had lettuce or tomatoes. !#$%^&* Never in a million years did I think that I had to specify lettuce and tomatoes for a sandwich. We ate our sandwiches anyways. Think I'll go take a shower now then maybe play a little Sudoku.