Day-After-Halloween Horror

My day went off the rails yesterday. It was only partly my fault. I should have left the house earlier for my blood draw, but you know...I was talking to you guys, and I had a hard time tearing myself away. When I reached my doctor's lab, there were about ten people ahead of me waiting to meet their own bloodsucking fate. When my name was finally called, the lab tech told me she was "in training," and that there would be someone else in the room with us. Hm, I thought to myself. I hope she's in training on the computer, and not the needle-sticking part. Well...you can probably see where this is going. 

So, yeah, she missed the vein. I won't go into the (mercifully painless) horror of it all. But if you've ever had them try to find a vein after the stick, then you know what I'm talking about. As my anxiety grew, I started to get light-headed, and I was about to call a halt when she gave up. Together they looked at the other arm, and the "experienced person" asked the training person, "Do you want to do it, or do you want me to do it?" Nobody asked me, but I piped up anyway and told the experienced person I wanted her to do it. 

Things went better after that, but so much time had passed, I barely had time for my Egg McMuffin. Heading up the road, I passed by the first McDonald's in favor of one farther up the road and closer to my hairdresser. I thought I'd have a better idea how much time I'd have. Only...when I reached my final choice of a McDonald's I found the doors locked. People were inside. Some were even eating. It seems their "system" had gone down, and they were dead in the water insofar as food service and payment were concerned. 

By then, I was down to stopping at a convenience store. A Rice Krispies treat was the first thing I saw. That and a bottle of orange juice made up my breakfast. So, I got my hair cut, but then I still wanted my Egg McMuffin. McDonald's supposedly serves breakfast all day now, but the next one I chose cut off breakfast at 10:30 a.m. I was there at 11:00 a.m. So I got back in the car, muttering some bad words to myself, and drove home. I didn't even get my White Chocolate Peppermint Mocha at Starbucks. No coffee at all! Oh well. These are first world problems, and nobody died.

When I got home, I grabbed up my medicinal cat and had a good long stitching session.

It helped to calm my frazzled nerves. And those bees cheered me up.

And then, I took a long nap. It was a wasted day. Today has to be better, right? Except for the grocery shopping. We have to do that. But then, I'll be home free to do whatever I feel like doing. And what I feel like doing right now is getting to work quilting this "Snowflakes" quilt.

As it turns out, the workers are supposed to be back tomorrow to put back the baseboards, closet shelving, and hang the doors to rooms and closets. After that, it'll be a matter of moving the furniture back in. It seems like more than can be accomplished in a single day, but time will tell. In any case, it's probably next week before I get back into my sewing room. It will take at least a couple of days to get reorganized. So, I'll just continue on with my quilting, and I'm excited to be quilting this pretty quilt. Already I have some ideas about it.

Since it's time to choose November's 

quilting and binding the Snowflakes quilt is what I'm aiming for. I'll head over and link up to the party next.

As for today, those groceries aren't going to buy themselves. It's time to eat breakfast and get on our way.