Just another day in This Canadian Life.

Sometimes I feel like I am living in my very own episode of Seinfeld. I was never really into that show but the one episode I did see was the one where Elaine was in the ladies room and there was no toilet paper so she asked the lady in the next stall if she could spare a square. It was hilarious.

Actually come to think of it there was a period on my life where my friends would call me Kramer. Hmmm..now I can see why.

One day last week I had a doctors appointment an hour away from town. Nothing serious; no worries just a usual check up but I switched to my friend's doctor who she highly recommended since I wasn't pleased with any of the doctors I have dealt with here in town.

So I left really early for my appointment which was not until 2:30pm but they asked that I arrive by 2pm so I could do all the fun forms that you get to do being a doctors new patient and stuff. I left at 10:30am and got there about 11:30am. Scouted out the building figured out where I had to park so I knew exactly where I was going. All was fine and good.

I decided since I had so much time I would just go grab lunch about 11 minutes away according to KIT the GPS and maybe do a bit of shopping at the TJ Maxx. So off I went, so far so good. Traffic wasn't to bad at all. I was trying to find my way to the TJ Maxx. I could see the sign but I couldn't figure out how to get across the street. Finally I got to the parking lot and managed to drive around the parking lot and still couldn't find the TJ Maxx until I looked up and I was right in front of it. Yeah.

It was about 1:10pm now and I thought I had better head back downtown to the doctors office and that way I have plenty of time and likely there will be wait to see him anyway. I made it back downtown in 10 minutes, but I couldn't find the self parking lot. All they had was valet parking. I thought my cheap ass is not paying whatever the rate was for valet. Some how I found myself in a one way parking garage that was for valet only and I was stuck. I asked the lady how to get to self parking and she directed me, but I was boxed in with empty cars. Don't ask me how I managed to do this. Finally I got over to the self pay parking lot. I kept following the signs up and up and up all eight levels of the parkade and not a SINGLE PARKING SPOT! As a matter of fact there was a line up of cars trying to get out like myself who couldn't find a spot. I asked the attendant where else I could go. She mumbles something about valet.   At this point I looked that the clock in the car and it was 1:50pm. I had spent the last 30 minutes driving around looking for parking.

I found a valet stand and the cars where lined down the hill waiting for their turn. I thought "great I am going to be late for an appointment I was originally 2.5 hours early for! The young guy gets my car and I run for it. Then I realize I have no idea where I am running too! See this doctors office is part of the Medical campus so there are tons of building in this core area all for different things. The wind was gusting, and all I had on was  jeans, Chucks, t-shirt and a light cardigan. The wind kept trying to pull me out of my shoes as I was running like a chicken with her head cut off trying to find someone to tell me where to go. I had a paper map in my hand of the campus but it wasn't holding up to well. No time to waste. I didn't dare look at the clock. At this point I have run up and down hills, in and out of tunnels and finally figured out that I was originally steps away from the building I needed but had just spent however many more minutes running around lost and talking to myself out loud waving my map close to my body so the wind wouldn't take my only chance of making it to the appointment at all.

Finally I get to the the area I need to be in and I look up and it was 2:15pm. I just made it. I filled out my paper work and was juggling the clipboard and my purse and the GPS case. I am breathless and my face flushed and I was really hoping they didn't want to take my blood pressure right then cause it would have been through the roof! I sat down and made sure everything was in order trying to at least appear like I had myself together. The whole waiting room was quiet not a word was spoken. Then all of the sudden I hear  a "BWAHHAHHA! YOU Have  TEXT MESSAGE!" my purse was cackling at me. "Of course I do!" I found myself saying out loud once again. I rarely have my ringer on and of course this time I would with some obnoxious tone too. It was Paul making sure I got there okay. Now I had to pee. I assessed where the washroom was and what time it was and figured I had time just in case they called my name. As I was washing my hands I reached for a paper towel from the dispenser so I could turn the tap off ( I am a germa-phoebe when it comes to public washrooms). All of the sudden the steel door swings open on the dispenser and all these neatly folded brown paper towels fell out on me by the bunches! At this point all I could do was laugh.

 I met the doctor and all I could think about was how he could literally be a member of my family. He looked like one of my relatives. Of course he would! What else would I expect! It should have been awkward but strangely as he sat with me and chatted it comforted me. It was a seemingly perfect scenario for a sitcom. But this is just another day in This Canadian Life.