It wasn't a fun day.
It's construction hell, as the neigbhours' contractors start earlier every day, so I can't get my regular sleep. it's not earlier than the bylaw, but I noticed one construction crew doesn't start before 9am at another house, which at least allows us to pace ourselves, and have breakfast.
It was bad news when the doc was backed up, too, since I didn't know what to expect. Some SUV driver(Suv's are for people who can't drive, I'm convinced), told me to "straighten" my car, since she didn't feel comfortable driving around my car, so I adjusted it. I nearly told her to burn her passport, and go back to her bankrupt country, but managed to bite my tongue. Anyone who can't drive through a space with 12 inches on each side, should burn their driver's license.
I had to shunt 8 times, since the neighbour's contractor parked too close for me to back into my garage with ease. I thought some nasty things to do to the old SUV(another one -but this guy travels and has a reason for the car choice), but just went home.
My cousin warned me about going off the edge, so I know I'm somehow unwell, and others are picking it up. I did joke with the pharmacy staff, since the doc made us wait so long, I suggested he'd buy us lunch if we were there another 5 minutes. Maybe I'll call the secretary and ask for a free pizza, but then really - who wants to see a rushed doc?