Interruptions

I'm tired.

Got up early yesterday morning to get the kid to an 8 am dentist appointment. This morning it was to the outpatient surgery center at 6:45 am for PE tubes (after which she puked grape juice while riding in my rental vehicle). Since I live in the middle of BFE nowhere, these appointments involve us getting out the door at least 45 minutes before the appointment time, which means that my ass is up much earlier than my husband's. Yes, I'm whining. Live with it.

Tomorrow I have to get up early and drive to the Chicago area, where I will be retrieving my car from the dealership service department. The awesome thing is that, rather than shelling out $3700, I will only be shelling out $1300. The factory sent a transmission and is not making me pay for it (I think they know that this particular part from this particular year/make of car is crap - I've seen MANY posts and complaints online for my very problem), I only have to pay for labor. And hey, while I'm there unfettered by husband or child, I might as well do some shopping, right?