I was up bright and early and headed to a 10 am interview in Green Hills. Very interesting. A staffing company looking for a position with the company or with a client of theirs. A lot to think about. Not too sure about either. But very mentally draining interview and parking and finding the building. This job hunting is highly overrated!!
And things just never let up on the brain squeeze! My neighbor called me on the way home and needed to borrow our lawnmower, and then decided she could just use some of our gas. Later today she needed some jumper cables, but I missed that call because I was onto another exciting part of my day . .
Charity's 5 year check up with 4 immunization shots and blood drawn. Oh, man! The whole thing was a nightmare. She didn't want to do the hearing test. Basically failed her eye examine, due to lack of cooperation. Her blood pressure was high. Again, as last year, they heard the Still's heart murmur, which thankfully is perfectly normal.
*Sidenote: I love this description I found of this condition on the web:
An accurate description of a Still’s murmur is to say that your child has a “musical heart”.*
Back to the trauma, they drew blood and the screaming began. Charity requested us to "sneak out". Thought that was kinda' cute! And that she wanted to be anemic, which is what she said in disagreement to the doctor when she explained the reason for taking a blood sample. Should that not be enough fun for one doctor's visit, a storm began and the power went out. There we sat in the dark for an addition 20 minutes while the medical personnel decided what to do and we *thankfully I took Gramma along or no one would have believed me about all this excitement!* tried to calm Charity's nerves. Finally they moved us in a room with some more natural light and just did the shots. That quick! Whoa! The nurse really did a good job. I had to hold Charity's down from the chest up and Gramma, well, she just sat in the corner and cried too! Oh, it was fun. I was holding back tears, but I guess I'm getting tough because I had to do this same maneuver a few months back at the dentist office. And in seconds it was over, though in the middle of it, it sure felt like an eternity.
Here's a picture I snapped of Charity on my phone. It really doesn't do the drama justice by any means. But you can definitely see how miserable she was. :(
Unbelievably, by the time we exited the building she was fine. Thank you, Lord! So off we headed for an ice cream treat. I'm so glad we've got 6 years before we have to do that again. However, we do have to go back to get her blood pressure re-checked, which I'm thinking is a little silly since she was so worked up, even though they took it before all the poking, I still think she was kind of stressed out about the whole visit.
After ice cream, we brought Gramma how (I bet she went right to bed!) and Charity and I headed out to buy some more uniform skirts.
I wish someone could have told me how unproductive my attempt would be and I could have saved myself a lot of hours! First Target, found only 1, very last one, size 4, will work . . . and that was it. None at Marshall's, all navy or too big. Same with Old Navy, Sears, Macy's price not right, and even Wal*Mart, though I would hate to buy them there. I would say maybe these establishments will be getting a shipment in before the tax-free weekend? Or I'll just be doing some more online shopping. We did pick up a few things we'll be needing for our company's visit, so I guess it wasn't all a waste. Needless to say, we didn't make it to Bible Study tonight. :( But just in time to pick Dave up, since he had walked over.
Got in about 9pmish, and with our company arriving tomorrow and still so much left to be done, it wasn't possible for me to just go to bed. So I did get the kitchen and most of the master bathroom cleaned. I am dead-tired, and just know if I don't push myself there'd be no way to get everything done tomorrow.
Finally it's about 1:30am and I'm crawling in bed. Dave's been sleeping, but just woke for a potty break when I get some very interesting news via email. I had to share with him. Not sure if it's public knowledge yet, so I won't post it on my www blog. So we're up, chatting, and my brain's still going 100 mph, but my body . . . uuuugggg, tomorrow's going to be rough!!
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