8/12/21
Today’s Thursday. It’s late afternoon, and I just got home for the day. I went to all my appointments today, and then stopped at the grocery store on the way home. I barely made it back to the RV before today’s thunderstorm hit. The RV is rockin, once again. Thunder is booming and it’s pitch dark outside. The raindrops are huge today. It was a long day for me, and I got no nap, so I’m fixing to go lay down now.
My packages still have not arrived. I just tracked them again, and apparently they are still in North Carolina at the same distribution center for the post office. They have been there for the past four days. Someone’s got their head up their Hiney, I guess.
I have two appointments tomorrow, Friday the 13th. That does not bode well for me. I was told I had cancer on Friday the 13th. While I was in a parking lot. They called on my cell phone. No one invited me to come to the office so they could talk to me and explain things. No. Let’s just call and tell her on her cell phone. That will be fine, they thought. Sure, that’s how everyone enjoys getting news like that. They gave me different surgeon’s names, as if I could remember that. No pen, no paper, nothing. Sure, I can remember that. I do remember that I had to ask him three separate times what type of cancer I had. I could not remember the official name. I’m never going back to that place.
I’m not going to drive home this weekend. The thought of driving that far is overwhelming right now. I’ll go home on a weekend when I can leave early on Friday and drive back on Monday morning.
I’m not getting quite so many scam phone calls on my cell phone these days, which is absolutely delightful. Maybe the government has figured out a way to stop the telemarketers. By the way, that was your humorous message for the day.
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