Work, Work, Work

It's been a hell of a day already.   And it's only 3 o'clock!  I sent out the laundry.  A large man came and picked up the 50lb bag.   Soon afterwards,  I walked to the dry cleaner where I argued with the lady about whether they had or had not hemmed my wife's dark blue pants.   Then I went shopping.   Two microwave dinners, a ginger ale for Diane and a Fresca (two litre) for me.  Oh, and a bag of peanuts.  I then took one of Diane's friends through the process of recording and saving the recordings from her digital recorder.  Finally, I went to the dentist and he told me that I had finished the full course of antibiotics.  A hell of a day.