An Un-Monday Tuesday

 Considering that my two main scheduled events were a doctor's appointment and flu and Covid shots, I had kind of a spectacular day. I went to bed early last night and got a pretty good sleep. The doctor's appointment was early and she was on time. I was a little nervous, but not hugely because I really like my doctor and she has a really good record for listening and trying stuff. I had a couple of things I wanted to ask about and they were both addressed really well, and I remembered to ask her for a new prescription for the orthotics I need to order, which meant I won't have to call and wait on the phone for an hour.

Adulting FTW

I also got smiled at by four old men in the waiting room. And I was walking out of the building and remembered that I had left my nice black cardigan on the chair in the doctor's office, exactly like I thought I was probably going to do when I hung it there, and as I turned around to go back, an assistant was walking out with it to find me.

My doctor's office has moved fairly recently - this was my first visit to the new office - and the new one is close to the main mall we always go to when we mall, which is not that often. But I ordered new Docs, thinking they were exactly the same style and size as the ones I have, and they were not, and I needed to return them. I judged that I had just enough time to get to the mall, return the boots, grab a couple of Christmas shopping things, and get to my vaccine appointment.

Returning the boots was quick and easy. Eve asked for pajama pants for Christmas and Victoria's Secret had a forty percent off everything sale, so I got her a really nice pair. I also got some Twisted Peppermint foaming soap for the powder room because I am behind on Tiny Secret Festive Season. Then grabbed a gift card for the child I'm shopping for in the community giving group.

I was on time almost to the minute for when I needed to leave for my vaccine appointment, but I really wanted a Mango Hurricane. I decided to throw caution to the winds and assume that they would still take me if I was a few minutes late - this is really, really unlike me. And because all the guardrails were off, I said "can I please have a small Mango Hurricane - actually, screw it, can I please have a large Mango Hurricane" - the lovely teenaged girl must have thought "oh, you're a wild woman."

So here I am, bopping through the mall, with my Booster Juice and my Bath and Body Works Christmas soap, like the whitest white girl who ever white girled. I got to my appointment five minutes late, and of course this only meant I had to wait a few minutes less than I would have. The pharmacist said I could do two in one arm or one in each, and I told him to just put them both in my left. The Covid shot went in fine and then the flu shot went in and I gasped and might have said what the fuck, and he burst out laughing and said ha ha, that's why I do the other one first. 

I wandered around the store for my required ten-minute wait, and picked up some Advil, some makeup, some chocolate and a couple of frozen pizzas. I went to the counter with a teetering pile, and the woman said "are we doing a bag?" and I said "no, I believe in myself!"

And she gave me nothing. Nothing! She broke the unbroken string of people treating me like a delightful gift in their day! 

Not gonna lie, it was a bit of a blow. I did not let it harsh my buzz.