The Shots

Since I'm trying to take Fridays off - or more accurately, since I'm swamped at work, work at home on Fridays - to save on gas, I was home today. We had four things on the agenda.

First, I needed gas. Then, Ander needed shots. We needed to go to the grocery store, and then Ander had a playdate at 3 p.m. at the park.

I needed gas so desperately that I stopped at the nearby (read: EXPENSIVE AS HELL) gas station, just to get a gallon or two. Two gallons = seven dollars. Sigh. Then I went on to Sam's. The tanks were broken, so it took twenty minutes to pump 10 gallons. The person behind me didn't realize the tanks were going really slow and was really upset with me. :/

Ander doesn't need an appointment to get shots. The office kept telling me that. Oh, wait. Except that the nurse isn't there to do shots on Friday. Sigh.

Groceries went smoothly, at least. The lady behind me said Ander was cute and smart. Okay, at that second he was. But I was stressed, because two seconds before she walked up, he was being horrible!!!

Oh, and the playdate? It's going to rain out.

At least we had adventures this morning.

Etcetera.