Why can’t I accomplish anything today?
Southern Honey got new tag for his motorcycle and has successfully passed out on the couch.
I tried to get my hair cut today but had to leave to pick him up from the DMV. My spot opened up while I was gone, and they couldn’t tell me how long I would have to wait a second time, so I left. Nowhere else will tell me how long I’d have to wait (“Oh, it gets busy, then it gets slow.”) or else they have no openings today. So I’m still winging it in the back, and it’s driving me nuts.
I can’t wait to move so I can find a stylist and not have to wander around like a damned social butterfly trying to find a decent one each time I need a cut.
I went to reserve a shuttle from the airport to the hotel in Vegas. Apparently you can’t do that. You just show up and hop on one, then reserve it for the return trip.
I also started trying to find a real estate agent in New Town. Didn’t get far with that because Southern Honey woke up this morning and wanted doughnuts. That required a trip to the nearest Dunkin’, where the employee manning the sandwich/hot food station couldn’t read the list of orders — he skipped over several small orders to prepare a few combos and get those out. Guess whose order of hashbrowns was among the small orders?
I am so ready to take a nap now.