She didn't care either or. She just wanted me out of bed to party rock. The day started with her wanting to play Twister, but I told her "no Twister, before noon." That did not go over so well with her. We opted for a jam to "Erase Me," by Kid Cudi."
The angel went back home and before I could get to the local record store, I own in Burlington, Wisconsin, Rocking Fun Music tm Records, I had a Saturday appointment for blood work at the local hospital.
I had to wait 45 minutes with no one in the office, only steel gates blocking the blood-gates of Aurora hell.
Finally I had to hunt down housekeeping to try to get a lab tech-to take my blood, that at this time was boiling, considering , I had my "support small business signs," provided by American Express, scattered all over my windows at the record store.
I finally went off on the housekeeping lady and said, "I am a local business woman, who needs to get to work." Take my blood or I am leaving. A young lady comes out, looking terrified , compliments me on my fishnet stockings and teacher-ish attire. She takes my blood and says, "Wow, I haven't done this in years, that went well."
I rush out to find my mate in a smart-phone struggle with an angry bird. I'm like, "Let's Go."
So now I am here , dealing with the the Seinfeld like characters, from the boarding house across the street, slamming coffee to get rid of the headache, just to shut off-the Christmas lights and go home! Whish-what a day .....
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