This morning the Boy had a doctor's appointment at 7:30 am. Yes, a scheduled appointment at 7:30 on a Saturday morning. The doctor, besides being a sadist, was completely dressed in suit and tie and raring to go. The appointment was originally scheduled for 8 pm on a weeknight, but they cancelled it and rescheduled it for this insane time. Getting the Boy out of bed was quite the workout. Moaning and groaning and telling me that it was impossible to get up this early. He's complaining? The last time I was out of the house at 7:15 was probably 5 years ago. I don't do early.
The weirdest thing is, now we have this immense stretch of time to fill. When you sleep late, the day goes by so fast, but when you're out and about at 7:30 on a Saturday morning, what is there to do to fill the day if you don't shop? We hit Dunkin Donuts, of course, and got the requisite lattes, but now what? Blogging before 9 am? Isn't that against the law or something?
We've always been to this psychopharm's home office at night, so this morning was the first time we actually saw it in daylight. As we drove up, both the Boy and I said the exact same thing, "Its PINK". Yes, the psychopharm's very large home is rose pink with lavender shutters and trim. They even have a lavender hose out front. Where does one buy a lavender hose, one wonders? All the wreaths on the windows have large lavender bows to match the trim. As we're walking up the walk to the office entrance, the Boy turns to me and says, "If I didn't know Dr. X was married and had kids I'd think..." and I said, "Yeah, me too!"
One very cool thing about where we live is that every year around this time the local paper publishes the assessment of every home in our city. So of course, it's sort of a city game to check out how much everyone's house is worth. We looked up the psychopharm as soon as we got back. $1.4 million. But not nearly as expensive as his neighbors, coming in at over $2 million. Nice 'hood they live in. Very close to Jason Veritek (the Red Sox catcher and team captain), but he's only in the mid $1 million category. No where near as cheap as David Ortiz (power hitter on the Red Sox) whose in the low $1 million. I love this time of year. We usually take a ride through the really expensive neighborhoods and check out the assessments as we drive by. It's sort of a license to be really nosy. Stumble It! JBlog Me