Good Friday in August

I got my hair cut finally. It hadn't been that long but it was definitely growing longer.  I had 2 inches taken off.  I don't care if it grows longer in winter but in summer, I'm not a fan.  I was happy with the student and well, she's graduating so she was a little bit quicker and more efficient.  She was definitely nice and happy with what she did.  

I had to laugh at the guy trying to get facials for himself and his daughters.  He was getting ready for his daughter's quicenera?  I'm not sure how to spell that but he was kind of a diva holding up the line when I was done.  I wanted to tell the student, I can hand the paperwork to the front desk.  She seemed anxious and this guy is going on about he needs to get a facial before tomorrow.  I thought move it along, Jack.  This isn't the Real Housewives of Milwaukee.  I got places to go and a meter that's running.  His daughters both looked a little embarrassed by him.  There's nothing wrong with a man getting a facial.  There is something wrong when you act like a whiny child about it.  Move it along, sir.  

For some reason, I seem to have had an issue with the chip in my debit card and that's pretty much my card for everything. I had a little bit of a problem with it at the cancer center yesterday where I needed the person's help to get it swiped.  I couldn't get it to swipe at Walmart when I stopped getting Precious cat treats.  Here I was trying to get it swiped for the damn parking meter this morning. I was late because of it.  I saw an app that I should use for my next appointment and pay ahead.  

I figured once I finish my appointment I should find a  Huntington Bank in the area and well, good thing Lois moved because I found a location in Shorewood. The woman helped me with ordering a new one but I can still use mine.  She said that maybe I could do the tap thing.  Will Tinkerbell show up if I do?  I know what she meant.  I took a little extra cash out to help me out until I get a new card. I had the same problem with my Target debit card too.  I'm the problem, I guess.

I did see a car wash at the school nearby.  It was tempting and it's not that I don't trust a high schooler to wash my car.  I don't trust that something bad won't happen because it's my car.  Power of negative thinking, I guess.  I do need a car wash.  Today just wasn't the day.  We have one in my neighborhood that's a super car wash.  I'm not sure how it operates and I'm apprehensive that I wouldn't know what to do.  Life's decisions.

I got a text asking me to rate my doctor from yesterday.  I thought how funny a few weeks ago I thought Hell no.  I'm not going.  I'm done.  Done.  And done.  There are a lot of emotions that go along with a catastrophic illness.  You're grateful one and just f-ing tired of it all the next.  Yep. I showed up yesterday like a good soldier.  Did my thing.  I said I wasn't opposed to an MRI but financially it just seems to be out of my realm.  It wasn't pushed but I just wanted to make it clear that I understand the importance of tests.  My mom was trying to figure out how I could do it.  Yeah.  I know who needs me here.  We'll see my blood work reveals.  I'm afraid it's going to show I have a chance of recurrence.  That's how my luck has rolled and well, I'll deal with it.  It's what I do.  It's not a horrible thing if it does come back that way.     It would be nice if life wasn't breaking my heart all the time.  You know that win?  That would be a really nice win.

If that's not the case, it'll be see you again in a year and let's do a test.  At least this is preventive.  Maybe I'll see Jerry the drycleaner in the parking garage again.  Good for you on driving safely, Jerry.  People are jerks when driving through garages.  I bet Lois zooms through garages.  

I am still here for Gavin Newsom and whatever his team is doing these days especially on social media.  I'm here for it, Gavin. 

We find our wins.  We find our happiness.  It was a good day in August.