I'm so ready for vacation.

I don't really even want to talk about yesterday, but I guess I will.

We get to Springfield all prepared with snacks for Maia to keep her busy during x-rays, and a baby doll, and then go up to Dr. G's office and tell them who we are. The receptionist cannot find our paperwork. She looks in the computer and says "your appointment was the 12th". I said, "seriously?!". She said "yes, it was". I could not help myself and I bursted into tears. Thank goodness there was no one else in the waiting room because I would have really been embarrassed. I already was embarrassed, but you know how when you just start crying uncontrollably and just cannot stop the tears no matter how hard you try to because you really really want to stop? Well, that's exactly how I felt.

I still can hardly believe it. My date book said Friday the 15th and I remember very well the phone call. It was my pediatrician that set it up, they called Dr. G and then my pedi called me. So somewhere in that office-to-office communication, a date was said wrong and then said wrong to me. I guess.

I know I could have made the mistake, but you know how when you schedule something and usually they will tell you the appt date and then confirm it before hanging up? Well, I remember quite well my pedi's office saying the date. I had my date book open during the phone call and wrote it down as they said it. I really think it was their fault, and I say that because Dr. G doesn't even have clinic on Fridays which is why no one else was in the waiting room when we arrived. *sob*

But then what perturbs me is that Dr. G's office never called ME this week to confirm anything. Shouldn't a doctor that you have to wait months and months to get into call to confirm?? I think so, but perhaps I'm wrong.

So, yeah, I cried, and cried, and I couldn't even look the lady in the eye. She said let's reschedule now, and I said you'll have to talk to Neil. And then there is Maia playing with the toys in the waiting room totally oblivious to everything.

I think getting so upset reinforced my feelings of anxiety that I had with this appointment, and probably also showed me how stressed out I am with all this house stuff, with Maia's appt, with my work, etc., and I didn't really even realize it.

So with tears that I still can't get rid of, we walk out and Neil says "let's go eat" so we went to Chili's. No one was there because it was almost 2:00 and Maia was a princess while there and she had already missed her only nap of the day at noon. So after an enjoyable lunch we went to the mall and I got Maia a bathing suit for our trip and bought Neil some new shirts for Father's Day (I let him pick them out and he really enjoyed that) and I bought a couple items on sale (note to file, Gap is having their "Really Big Sale" right now). It was fun. Then off we went home to see Noah and O'ma who was watching him. (He was also at Jamie's earlier in the day. We learned he is terrified of horses - a story for later).

Then on the way home, Neil announces to me, that when we get back from vacation on Saturday, that he leaves again on Monday for GERMANY with work. Um, what?!?! Tears again. We have to start PACKING! There is no time for a week long work trip to Germany! We move in just 3 weeks from NOW!

So yeah, that's how my day went.

Sorry that was so long, but you know me. And I appreciate you making it down here to the bottom.

If I don't talk to you before we take off tomorrow morning, adios, my friends! I can't wait to feel the sand between my toes . . .