Lonely Already

Work was fine today except the part where I got the run-around from Medical about my stupid prescription. See, apparently, despite turning my prescription into Medical as soon as I got it, and every time I get it refilled, I'm still expected to have my doctor fax it to the lab. Now, if I had NOT turned in my prescription to Medical and had tested positive, I would have been sent to town to work in the office for a week or whatever giving me time to "clean up" or produce my prescription and re-test. So basically I am in the EXACT same situation as if I had NOT done what they told me to, except doing the "right" thing I have spent a lot more of my time in Medical and even got to do a fun field sobriety test despite my medication being for the SOLE purpose of making me MORE alert and focused. To say that I am irritated is an understatement. Oh, and to make matters worse this is how I found out: got a message last night that said to call a number, I called the number, they told me to call another number, I called that number was told to leave a message. I left the message and was called back later. They told me, at that point, that I had to call my doctor and have her fax my script to this other number. Now my doc is out of town right now. And I really don't like calling places. So I called Medical to ask why the heck they hadn't sent my paperwork to the lab that is owned and operated by the same freaking company. The first lady gave me the phone equivalent of a blank stare and said "let me get you a nurse." Um, I thought everybody in Medical was a nurse, hence being in Medical. Anyway I got transferred to a nurse and got to explain my situation again. I got a slightly less blank "stare" and was told I needed to call the *other* medical office in town. So I called yet another person and explained my situation yet another time. This person really had nothing more to tell me except to insinuate that it was *my* company's policy to do it this way and therefore it was *my* fault/problem if I didn't like it. This is about when the only thing keeping me from screaming obscenities and slamming the phone down was that a certain somebody raised me to have better manners than that. So I said a rather terse "thank you" and hung up. Then I went to HR. My HR guy in town (he's technically my actual rep, not the lady at the site, but they don't mind for the most part) is pretty cool, I've gone to hear his band play at one of the local bars, and we're FB friends, 'cause that's totally relevant. Anywho, he agreed that having to make six phone calls about something when I was told I did the right thing in the first place was totally un-cool! So he's going to make some calls and try to figure out what the heck is going on. It probably won't amount to much, and I will probably have to figure out how to get my prescription faxed to the stupid lab in wherever the 401 area code is. But at least my frustration was validated.

Wow, that turned into a WAY longer rant than I expected/planned. Oh well.

After work I went to pick the little one up, ran home to sell my desk and let her pack to spend the night with her cousin. I got $40 for my desk, which we promptly took grocery shopping. Where we played the grocery shopping game. The game is played thus: carefully write a grocery list, go to the grocery store leaving the list on the kitchen counter, buy groceries, when you get home check the groceries you bought against your list. You get a point for each item you remembered, subtract a point for each item that wasn't on the list, bonus points for getting everything you needed. For the first time ever, I won!! I bought everything on the list, and nothing extra! And I even had cash left over! How awesome is that?! How sad is it that I'm excited about this? Anyway, on the way back from the store I dropped the little one off at her cousin's house.

When I came home I put away the groceries and harvested a HUGE cucumber from the garden. I sliced cucumbers, cooked up some quinoa, ran the dishwasher (forgetting to put my lunch dishes in it first), and put meatballs in the crock-pot with sweet & sour sauce and pineapple chunks for lunch tomorrow. I then cleaned up the kitchen a bit. I checked my food diary for the day and decided I had enough calories left for some Fiber One cereal and a scoop of ice cream cake, so I put those items in my diary and went to get my cereal. When I looked in the cereal box I saw that there was about one and a half servings left, so I poured it all in my bowl, added a little extra milk and decided to call it even. I finished my cereal, set up the coffee pot, and deleted the ice cream from my diary. Then I brushed my teeth and here I sit. Alone. *sigh* Despite how often I wish for the house to myself, now that I have it, I don't want it. At least last night the little one and her friends where here, so it wasn't *that* bad. Ah well, time for bed. By myself. Good thing I have lots of pillows...