What is done on a Monday…? Uh….  Okay.

1. Visit the Psych Lady.
2. It’s HER turn to choose the lunch place.
3. She INSISTS that we need to go back to our Natural Grocery Store (whatever it is called)
4. Eat, Drink and Talk there

Then we went back to the office. Finished…

Ah, wait! Here’s a good part to yawn about. Afterwards, I was outside and waiting for the taxi to pick me up, like he is scheduled to do. I wait. And wait. And wait…. I txt him on my cell phone to see where he is.

Me: Yo, are we running late today?
Taxi Guy: No, I am sitting in the parking lot.

Ok, this is a tiny parking lot and I can see everyone from where I stand.

Me: Uh, no. I’m standing outside the psych building and viewing the parking lot. Don’t see you.
Taxi Guy: Hold on. I’ll be there in a minute.

He txt me earlier that he was “ALREADY HERE”. Found out from him that he was waiting at the hospital parking lot, not where I was at.

He had forgotten what day it was and where he just dropped me off an hour ago…. Eh, no big deal.

ha ha…