So I’ve been stuck in the house, immobile, for four days now.
I am at MrBunny’s complete mercy.
Unfortunately, MrBunny has been busy studying his ass off this week. Extremely poor timing on my part.
The groceries are getting low. The house in general is getting worse. It is only up to sanitation codes because he’s picked up here and there in as he runs through the house off to work or on study breaks and I pick up what little I can with the two sticks of pain.
What this has brought to light however is how very unfriendly our town is to people who can’t get around.
Once I’m off crutches I want to go take the Chair Yoga class at the Y.
Yes the chair yoga class. It will be me and the over 80 crowd. Should be interesting.
Problem is- I don’t have a way to get there. It is in the middle of the day so MrBunny really can’t come home and take me, then bring me back and get back to work all in a lunch break (that and it’s 10 in the morning, little early for lunch). And I mapped out the bus line and it would take me almost half an hour to get there on the bus. Half and hour!
The Y is exactly 1.2 miles from my house. But the bus does not go down the street that connects my house and the Y so I literally have to go around my elbow to get to my thumb. Ridiculous.
And I asked about using the paratransit and was told in no uncertain terms that I was not disabled enough to use it. I was unaware that I was trying to portray myself as disabled nor was I in a competition but whatever.
But that is not the worst injustice.
That came when I called Blockbuster.
I’m bored. And at times I try to entertain myself when I’m bored.
So I called up to Blockbuster. I initially called to see if they had a game that I want to play. That way I could tell MrBunny what game to get instead of leaving it as a surprise (which might not be a pleasant surprise).
And because I’m bored and seeking entertainment, I asked the lady if she could deliver the movies and game to my house. I even told her that I’d pay for her gas. It isn’t that far- just down the street.
You would think with such a ridiculous question the lady would have laughed. But no, she told me very sternly that it is not their policy to deliver to homes and that they have an online subscription for that (which I have and love- usually, when I’m able to drive down the street that is).
So much for my entertainment. Not only will you not deliver my movies and game but you don’t even play along. Thanks for nothing bitchy Blockbuster lady.
In conclusion- my town needs a grocery delivery (I’m out of turkey and I eat turkey at almost every meal. I love turkey. I’m resorting to meatballs with my spaghetti squash and this makes me sad), a more direct bus from my house to the Y, and a Blockbuster that will deliver.
Or maybe one of those concierge services that will run errands for you. That would kick ass.