Boobs, The Z And New Furniture

Why is that I'm busier on my days off than on my working days? I had to get up early, wash my deodorant off and rush out of the house to get my boobs smashed between plates of plexiglas.

My clinic has two mammogram machines, one for small to average-sized breasts and the other for big mammas. They asked my bra size when I made the appointment to make sure my appointment was for the correct room. The small machine is the best one. It's new, digital and gives the best pictures.

I made the appointment in person while wearing a t-shirt. Anyone could see that I'm not a big mamma, not even remotely close. I could see that the young guy making the appointment didn't like having to ask my bra size, but I guess he's not allowed to estimate. He also had to ask if I had implants. Uh, if I had implants, would I really choose to be not quite an A cup? I just said no. He was just doing his job.

After getting squished, which didn't hurt at all, I had to rush to the car dealer for my cars' scheduled maintenance. In line ahead of me was a woman with my car's identical twin. She was clearly upset. A tow truck driver stayed with her while she cried and talked to various people.

She lost her car keys. The only way to fix the problem was to be towed to the dealer to have another set made. The dealer could not help her, at least not that day. She ended up being driven away by the tow truck driver and leaving her car behind.

That got me thinking. I only have one set of car keys. If anything happens to them, I would really be screwed too. I decided to order an extra set. I've heard that it is expensive to get new car keys and remotes, but I had to idea how bad it was. The oil change cost about forty bucks, the new key and remote cost two hundred and fifty bucks. Since I was spending money anyway, I also bought a new license plate holder. My old one advertised the dealer I bought the car from and it seemed rather odd to drive a Nissan with Saturn plates. That problem is fixed now. My plate now just says "Z".

After the car was taken care of, I had to rush home to meet the delivery men bringing my new couch and love seat. They had a five hour delivery window and I was away for the first hour of it. There was no evidence that they had come in my absence, so I just waited.

Having nothing better to do, I dragged the downstairs furniture upstairs, polished the wood floors and waited. I wanted to take the boys for a walk and buy groceries, but I was afraid missing the delivery men, so I waited. The time for delivery came and went. I called the store and they said to wait a little longer.

Eventually they came and dropped off the furniture. The boys immediately jumped on the couch and fell asleep. At least they approve of my selection. I'm not sure about the pillows that came with the couch, but that is easily fixed. I practically have a pillow store upstairs.