I got up early. I slept badly because some maniac was banging on my neighbor's door at 10:30 at night. I had to get up at 4? Thanks!
Got up, God Time, Shower. We went to the warehouse. I got a lot of supplies. We went to work.
As I stocked, someone came by and said "Oh, you are stocking". Apparently someone made a complaint. Agh.
As if that wasn't bad enough, we had our quarterly review. She liked what I had done, but did not like Ron's food machines.
Finally time to go. To the doctor. To pick up Ron's paperwork, which was incomplete. AGH. So, it had to go back to the doctor again (we stayed up front).
I had packed a lunch, so about this time you'd find me munching cheese sticks and salad in a chair, in the waiting room. We got the papers, then back home to get the wheelchair.
Ron always wants to "be a wheelchair" when going to the paratransit office. …