Grrrr... I gripe

I went to Ft Belvoir today. Its not really that far. I need to get the kids' medical transcripts transferred, so we headed to the hospital. I drove in circles for 20 minutes. No parking. Nowhere. I looked and looked and drove around and got someone pretty mad at me because I didn't realize it was a one way street. I was so turned around driving in circles and I never did find a place to park. It would have been a great day to get it taken care of since I only had Joshua and Callie with me- Dan took the week off and was home with the other 2.

Rather than scream and run over cars, I gave up. Who knows when I'll get it done now! I'm also irked that I have called every morning this week to try and get Joshua and Marian in for school physicals. They have none available. They keep telling me to call again and maybe something will magically appear. No luck so far. Its very frustrating, since the school technically won't let Marian start school until she has the physical done and paper filled out. Schook starts Sept 2, so I'm running out of time. I figure I'll call and demand other options on Monday. If they can't see me, maybe I can go out in town. We'll see.

After the fuitless hospital not-stop, we went to the commissary. It now takes me twice as long; The place is enormous and nothing is where I'm use to seeing it. We spent 15 minutes at the end, looking for the chopped ham that use to be in the deli meat section of the CP commissary. I couldn't find it anywhere. I finally went to the deli to ask. The lady said, "Oh, we have that right here!"

I was delighted until I got my package and discovered that her idea of chopped ham was not the same as mine. What I got was a pound of thick sliced processed ham. Sigh. I consoled myself by purchasing ice cream sandwiches and rethinking my menu for the week. Where on earth do they hide their deli meats and ham?!!

And now that I've gotten all my crankiness out, I shall go and eat another ice cream sandwich and have a much more cheery attitude!