Morning= super. productive. peaceful. Except for that whole "I feel like crap" business.
Noon= rapid decline. Feeling worse.
1:30= Dr. says to be there at 2:30. Call Lindsey, who, btw, rocks my world, and she comes to keep my girl. I rush to the doctor.
2:30= walk in with just enough time to fill out paperwork and grab People's 25 Sexiest Men Alive issue.
(Unfortunately, Doctor is prompt enough that I get seen quickly and don't get to finish the issue. She told me to not even think about taking it.)
Leave doctor's office, head to bank, then to get meds.
In the middle of the busiest road around, my car begins to emit massive amounts of smoke.
I make a U-turn (not in the middle of the road, Debbie... I pulled into a parking lot and turned around) and went 2 businesses down to go to the car mechanic we go to. "Perfect" timing.
(Lots of burst hoses, new thermostat, and $450+ and we'll have a functioning car back! Yay.)
So now, I sit... feeling like crap... overwhelmed with life... and frustrated with most of the stuff on our to-do-list and our to-pay-for list.
Where was that easy way of seeing things from yesterday?
Only thing keeping me going... Glee is on in one hour. Thank God for that little ray of sunshine. And don't judge me for that.