Well good grief !!

I decided to go to Hellmart tonight. I loathe the place but some items I can get much cheaper than at Kroger’s.

Anyway as my husband and I walked towards the entrance some old idiot damn near hit us!! Like wtf??? We got very lucky I’m talking we had to jump out of the way literally , he had the nerve to blare his horn, honestly people don’t act like that here.. I started yelling , my husband stormed over to the guy yelling ! This is the only time in our 15 years here that we almost are run over. Sheesh

I get all my items and there’s not a single register running , like none . I got the attention of a stock boy and he said I guess you need self check out?? No, what ! I’ll leave the damn cart and walk out. Finally found a cashier. It’s 915 pm not 240 am !!

I got so agitated I wound up taking 2mg of Xanax as soon as we got home. Noise is killing me .. I have asked my husband many times if he can turn the tv down.

Argh Prednisone AND a trip to Hellmart ??? I just can’t ever do it again.

I did finally pick up the hand / wrist splint my Rheumatologist told me to get to hopefully get that damn tendon I damaged while in Florida to heal.

I just feel on edge as I always get on damn steroids. I drive myself mad.