An Impatient Toddler and other things

I really should take a nap. I had a difficult morning. The bus to the Square was late and I didn’t get my coffee like I wanted to. Then I had to deal with a toddler (father), who is impatient. All he did was complain and make assumptions that weren’t true. I just had excuses why I was “late”. I was in fact on time as the appointment wasn’t till 10:15 and I got there around 10. It wasn’t my fault the bus didn’t come when it was supposed to and it certainly wasn’t my fault the damn train was going slow as molasses the whole fucking way through the tunnels. I actually think molasses would have been traveling faster than this train. I was waiting for it to stop completely and really be delayed. I was already annoyed. I haven’t had my coffee, I was running a little late (which I hate), and the damn check in took forever. They had three people and two kept being on the phone. Then one guy cut me off, which really pissed me off. Once everything was said and done, my father was given his contrast drink and he drank it like it was going out of style. Way too fast. Then he started the second and started to feel sick. He wanted me to throw it away. I said no so he got up and threw it away! That was the last straw. If he didn’t care about his damn scans then so fucking be it. Neither am I. I don’t give a fuck. I am so aggravated. I need an Ativan to calm down. My foot is killing me because the bus ride home was fucking late and they had traffic so I stopped at a stop farther away from my house. One of the side streets had a fire hydrant going and guess who stepped in a puddle deeper than I thought it was?? This guy! My foot was soaked. I really had this day. Oh and did I mention I only had about four fucking hours of sleep??

I had the writing bug last night and didn’t go to sleep until 0300. I then woke up around 7. I was glad I wrote what I did. It really helped me. I didn’t get feedback on it like I was hoping but then that is the nature of the beast. Sometimes I do, and other times, I don’t. I sent it to my therapist. I thought about sending it to my psychiatrist but I am seeing her on Friday and can fill her in. I already told her that we cannot talk about baseball, at all. It is too upsetting for me. We won the first two games of the series with MN and then lost the 3rd game. The guy was throwing strikes so he should have been burned severely, but no one was swinging the bat. It was so frustrating. I also need to remember that I need refills on my meds! That is the most important thing.

I am really hungry, even though I just had lunch an hour ago. I don’t know what I am going to make now. Maybe some rice with peas and carrots. I took out hamburger for tomorrow. I will enjoy that for dinner. I am such a carnivore.