long day
Not the happiest day to find a happy.
Boss had a 9:00 hearing so was there most of the day and he's been wanting to meet with a judge to get something approved that we may have messed up for the second time (for a different reason) so I was nervous. The judge did approve it but now the sheriff is balking and we waited all day to hear their decision and nothing as of 4:15 when I left.
I heard from the hospital and it's three iron infusions, not just one, once a week for three weeks. They can take me at 3:30 next Monday so at least I won't have to miss a lot of work, but, I don't work, I don't get paid and I'm out of vacation time.
Then, later, I heard from my doctor's office asking if I'd seen Dr. X as a follow up to my colonoscopy. Except, I saw my doctor, not unknown Dr. X. When we finally worked our way around to what the nurse really wanted, I was beyond baffled. Oh, the doctor who did the procedure wants a follow up in September even though I just saw my own doctor last weekend? Fine, whatever, more money I don't have...
So, I go see him on one Saturday and then my doctor the next for my quarterly diabetes check up where she will also run a hemoglobin test for iron. At least he takes Saturday appointments.
I balanced two months worth of our business account and both times it didn't balance the first time which meant struggling to figure out what I didn't reconcile the first time through. *sigh*
After many years of our trust account being off, I finally have it down to a difference of plus $9.86. I have no clue where that money has come from. The trust account is supposed to be a money in/money out account only and there are no more obvious discrepancies. So, that's tomorrow as my boss is getting pushy about it getting fixed by the end of the month.
And he has another 9:00 hearing. Ick. But hopefully he'll head out with his friend for most of the afternoon so I can get some writing or tv viewing done. I don't have much work except banking crap.
I left work early for my manicure. My regular manicurist is on maternity leave. Nice lady taking over for her but she's only been doing acrylic nails for about three months. She did a pretty good job, but the nail tips are a bit rounder than I usually get and she, admittedly, was very slow. Also very chatty--she has anemia too--so I sat under the blower longer and for the first time didn't get any stupid nicks putting on my seat belt because the polish was very dry. Went for a blue gray with some sparkle to compliment my paler blue with a hint of gray toes.
Mom made Mediterranean lamb pitas for dinner and for the first time in a while she didn't put in too much red wine (again, one of those recipes you don't really measure because you've been making it for forty years) and it was really good. All the flavors blended well.
That was going to be my happy but I have something else.
Not TW, though last night's was a very good episode, I just...I don't want Peter to be a sociopath! I don't like that they've gone away from what I, at least, believed was a man who loved his family (first season) to one who spent his childhood breaking other kids' toys! I don't mind him gray and nasty and mean and selfish; I just don't want him a pure villain. I may have to write fic where he's leading Kate on.
On the other hand, while I like Malia and am fine with her relationship with Stiles, the Stiles/Lydia shipper in me was just thrilled with all their scenes together.
So, as to today's happy, on the way home from my parent's I got behind a car at a red light and, as one tends to do, read their bumper stickers.
"Driver picks the music; shotgun shuts his cakehole". *g* And the Kas license plate one, too. Good taste, people, good taste.
Boss had a 9:00 hearing so was there most of the day and he's been wanting to meet with a judge to get something approved that we may have messed up for the second time (for a different reason) so I was nervous. The judge did approve it but now the sheriff is balking and we waited all day to hear their decision and nothing as of 4:15 when I left.
I heard from the hospital and it's three iron infusions, not just one, once a week for three weeks. They can take me at 3:30 next Monday so at least I won't have to miss a lot of work, but, I don't work, I don't get paid and I'm out of vacation time.
Then, later, I heard from my doctor's office asking if I'd seen Dr. X as a follow up to my colonoscopy. Except, I saw my doctor, not unknown Dr. X. When we finally worked our way around to what the nurse really wanted, I was beyond baffled. Oh, the doctor who did the procedure wants a follow up in September even though I just saw my own doctor last weekend? Fine, whatever, more money I don't have...
So, I go see him on one Saturday and then my doctor the next for my quarterly diabetes check up where she will also run a hemoglobin test for iron. At least he takes Saturday appointments.
I balanced two months worth of our business account and both times it didn't balance the first time which meant struggling to figure out what I didn't reconcile the first time through. *sigh*
After many years of our trust account being off, I finally have it down to a difference of plus $9.86. I have no clue where that money has come from. The trust account is supposed to be a money in/money out account only and there are no more obvious discrepancies. So, that's tomorrow as my boss is getting pushy about it getting fixed by the end of the month.
And he has another 9:00 hearing. Ick. But hopefully he'll head out with his friend for most of the afternoon so I can get some writing or tv viewing done. I don't have much work except banking crap.
I left work early for my manicure. My regular manicurist is on maternity leave. Nice lady taking over for her but she's only been doing acrylic nails for about three months. She did a pretty good job, but the nail tips are a bit rounder than I usually get and she, admittedly, was very slow. Also very chatty--she has anemia too--so I sat under the blower longer and for the first time didn't get any stupid nicks putting on my seat belt because the polish was very dry. Went for a blue gray with some sparkle to compliment my paler blue with a hint of gray toes.
Mom made Mediterranean lamb pitas for dinner and for the first time in a while she didn't put in too much red wine (again, one of those recipes you don't really measure because you've been making it for forty years) and it was really good. All the flavors blended well.
That was going to be my happy but I have something else.
Not TW, though last night's was a very good episode, I just...I don't want Peter to be a sociopath! I don't like that they've gone away from what I, at least, believed was a man who loved his family (first season) to one who spent his childhood breaking other kids' toys! I don't mind him gray and nasty and mean and selfish; I just don't want him a pure villain. I may have to write fic where he's leading Kate on.
On the other hand, while I like Malia and am fine with her relationship with Stiles, the Stiles/Lydia shipper in me was just thrilled with all their scenes together.
So, as to today's happy, on the way home from my parent's I got behind a car at a red light and, as one tends to do, read their bumper stickers.
"Driver picks the music; shotgun shuts his cakehole". *g* And the Kas license plate one, too. Good taste, people, good taste.