I hate my doctor.  I know that she's just trying to help me, but damn.  Day 4, ear tube still blocked.  I wake, medicate, and wait for the craziness to begin.  So many things to do and so much energy to use: pay bills, work out, clean files off of desk,  mail letters, figure/balance bills.  I accomplished the above in about 15 minutes, well, okay, not really, but it did seem to go really fast, like warp speed, ya know. I think I might have had an argument with someone as well, but it's all a blur.

I had a DVD due today so I had to watch it.  It's hard to sit still so I exercised throughout, which, I'd like to say makes any movie better, but it's not true.  I walked down to return the DVD and figured I'd pick up some shampoo while I was out and about.  I don't know if there is any space more narrow than in an urban drug store.  The aisles have only 4 feet between them and you have to squeeze past people who are annoyed because you either blocked the products they were trying to see when you walked past them, or annoyed because you forced them to move unnecessarily close to the products they are trying to decide on.  I decided to get some Head and Shoulders.  It doesn't matter why, I just wanted it.  I like the smell and it reminds me of my Grandfather.  There's something about it that makes me think of a time in childhood when I was happier.  That may sound weird, but I really can't explain it, it just is.   After bobbing and weaving past several people I finally found it at the end of a very long shampoo aisle...behind a thick plastic casing.  It was locked up.  Why would the dandruff shampoo be locked up?  I understand the fancy cosmetics creams, the condoms, even pregnancy tests, but dandruff shampoo?  So, I thought maybe they had a sample size, but they didn't.  What about a person like me who doesn't need a giant bottle, but who has just a little dandruff, perhaps as a result of what the speed doctor prescribed?  What am I supposed to do?  I really just wanted to smell it, but I couldn't ask the guy to open up the case just so I could smell it.  I felt so defeated.  

It was a long walk home, but not really because I was walking so fast, scratching my head all the while.