Day goes by

When I go to lunch, I won't be coming back. I'll eat lunch, go to the bank to cash the birthday check from Mom, go to CVS to refill my birth control pills, then take the Metro to Shady Grove and hop a bus to my neurologist's office, in the same building as my doctor's office, right next to the local hospital (score for convenience). I will get a new prescription for three months of Trileptal, talk about my seizure activity in recent months, then go home and wait for Adam to come home so we can go back to H&R Block and finish filing our taxes. We're going to owe money, rather than get a refund. Neither of us work in Montgomery County, so we always owe county tax. And I owe money from last year, etc etc. We can cover it, but it'll mean draining most of our savings, which will hurt but won't be terrible. Which means we'll just start over and save more savvily. Adam keeps reminding me of this every time I start panicking and crying (it was my mistake, but at the time I didn't realize).

I still have no clue what I want to do tomorrow or the birthday weekend. I have a suspicion that people will figure it out for me.
I do want cake, though. Chocolate cake. With chocolate chips. Made by Adam. And a trip to the really big Borders in the White Flint Mall. Yeah, baby.

Day goes by

When I go to lunch, I won't be coming back. I'll eat lunch, go to the bank to cash the birthday check from Mom, go to CVS to refill my birth control pills, then take the Metro to Shady Grove and hop a bus to my neurologist's office, in the same building as my doctor's office, right next to the local hospital (score for convenience). I will get a new prescription for three months of Trileptal, talk about my seizure activity in recent months, then go home and wait for Adam to come home so we can go back to H&R Block and finish filing our taxes. We're going to owe money, rather than get a refund. Neither of us work in Montgomery County, so we always owe county tax. And I owe money from last year, etc etc. We can cover it, but it'll mean draining most of our savings, which will hurt but won't be terrible. Which means we'll just start over and save more savvily. Adam keeps reminding me of this every time I start panicking and crying (it was my mistake, but at the time I didn't realize).

I still have no clue what I want to do tomorrow or the birthday weekend. I have a suspicion that people will figure it out for me.
I do want cake, though. Chocolate cake. With chocolate chips. Made by Adam. And a trip to the really big Borders in the White Flint Mall. Yeah, baby.

Day goes by

When I go to lunch, I won't be coming back. I'll eat lunch, go to the bank to cash the birthday check from Mom, go to CVS to refill my birth control pills, then take the Metro to Shady Grove and hop a bus to my neurologist's office, in the same building as my doctor's office, right next to the local hospital (score for convenience). I will get a new prescription for three months of Trileptal, talk about my seizure activity in recent months, then go home and wait for Adam to come home so we can go back to H&R Block and finish filing our taxes. We're going to owe money, rather than get a refund. Neither of us work in Montgomery County, so we always owe county tax. And I owe money from last year, etc etc. We can cover it, but it'll mean draining most of our savings, which will hurt but won't be terrible. Which means we'll just start over and save more savvily. Adam keeps reminding me of this every time I start panicking and crying (it was my mistake, but at the time I didn't realize).

I still have no clue what I want to do tomorrow or the birthday weekend. I have a suspicion that people will figure it out for me.
I do want cake, though. Chocolate cake. With chocolate chips. Made by Adam. And a trip to the really big Borders in the White Flint Mall. Yeah, baby.