It's the little things....

That tick me off. Like going to see if my watch was finally done. 7 months ago I decided to bring my watch in to get a new crystal put in. My old one got scratched. This watch was a gift from my job for being there 25 years. It was a gold Seiko with the date in it. Nice looking. I have been checking every month and the crystal keeps breaking he says. So yesterday I go in there and it turns out he lost it! What. Well not really lost it he says, just mislaid it. Could I tell him exactly what it looks like? After 7 months, not exactly. It was an expensive watch. A few hundred dollars worth. Give me a couple of days he says. Ok, then what? They had better make it right.

Then I call my new doc's office to get my sleeping pills refilled. You have to see him I am told. What! Make a doctor appointment and spend $25.oo to get my med refilled! This is nuts. I had asked them if there was going to be any problem getting our meds and things changed to their office. None at all we were told. So today I get to go do a expensive meet and greet with our new doc. If he won't give me the sleeping pills I will be ticked. What in the world is wrong with wanting to sleep well.

Then I hear from my insurance company. Seems my asthma doc isn't going to be covered anymore. Great. Now what. What if my lungs get bad from my years of smoking? That group is the only lungs docs in this stupid city. So I also have to see my new doc and let him know he will have to be responsible for my asthma meds. Because I have been a good girl since my near death experience. I am taking my meds every day. And...... I got a hat.