First they trapped me in the storage shed, goat feet firmly pressed against the gate which swings both ways — I had to latch it coming in and could not manage to unlatch it against the goats’ weight with my arms full of hay.
Bill came to rescue me eventually (note to self: don’t forget to put my cell phone in my pocket!). As I was handing off the half-bale of hay to him, two goats jumped my back trying to get to it — OUCH!
Yesterday continued our streak of small annoyances. Our grocery story is about 20 miles away so we try to make as few trips as we can. We pushed the loaded cart out to the truck, transferring all to the truck, and drove on to other errands, then home. As I was cooking a sauce, I reached for the milk . . . and found it missing. Yes it was listed on the receipt; no, they did not load it into our cart. So back to the store today . . .
Since last Friday I have been trying to get a refill on prescription eyedrops (I have glaucoma). Complicating things were (a) our supplemental insurance changed and says we need to change pharmacies and (b) the drops I needed had run out of refills and required a doctor’s okay. But she is typically in surgery on Friday . . . and she has a new office lady who apparently doesn’t check the messages.
No eye drops and it was now Monday. I phoned the doctor’s office to get the prescription sent to our new pharmacy, telling the same office lady that I did not need the Timolol but I did need Latanoprost (She seemed distracted, perhaps because it was a typical Monday). The pharmacy later sent a text: it’s too early to fill the Timolol. She had misheard me and filled the wrong eyedrops. So back to the phone . . .
Anyway, I drew out my frustrations — and today will be a better day!
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