I have had a few crazy weeks and some ridiculous incidents have happened that I thought were funny enough to make note of for posterity, or whatever. One of the silliest was that I burnt the tip of my nose in my boiling hot tea cup. It was not a serious burn BUT I was convinced at the time that I am the only person on the planet who would do that. The cup was too full to pick up so my intention was to take a small sip to remove some of the liquid but I guess I was at a weird angle and I stuck my nose in it instead. Ouch. And dumbass.
I went to deposit a couple of cheques the other day and realized I was missing my bank card and credit cards. The last time I could remember using them was about a week ago so I panicked. Some thief could be racking up charges and I am screwed. My only hope was that they fell somewhere in the car. Now my car unfortunately looked similar to my hoarder kitchen so searching it was no easy task. I cleaned up a week's plus worth of fast food packaging, tupperwear, granola bar wrappers and so on at my favourite car cleaning spot and felt ashamed but hopeful. The cards had fallen between the seats. Thank goodness.
I lost a cat and dogs this week. All came back eventually but it was a first, professionally at least. Sissy, Clyde, and Hal all ran away from home at various times. Sissy was missing for maybe a week during winter once only to be found finally under the neighbour's stairs. Clyde tried to run away as soon as I got him and was a wanderer at heart. I think the worst time was maybe 5 hours. Hal was gone for 5 days and has not been let out since. But back to my work. I am house sitting and I leave the kitchen door open for the dogs to go in and out of when I get in. The cat must have sneaked out at some point and after not seeing him all day I began to worry that he was not just napping somewhere inside. The next evening I saw him on the shed roof. Luckily he was interested in my attentions and eventually climbed down so I could get him back in. Phew! The dogs then got out of the gate that evening. It got quiet and I thought 'wow it is so quiet, how nice'. After several minutes I thought 'wow it has been quiet for a while, I wonder what the dogs are doing' . When I finally investigated they were not in the yard at all and I found the gate opened. So I wandered down the road yelling their names and after a few minutes they came running back, tongues hanging out. It was maybe 10-15 minutes but I was a little stressed out. I used a bungee cord from my car to secure the gate so hopefully I won't have to deal with that again!
Another client called me in an emergency because on of their dogs ran off on a hike and they needed me to get to their place to deal with the other dogs and bring a crate and and water dish to the park for them. But I didn't have the key to get through the gate so I thought I could scale the fence. All the dogs were barking and I was trying to scale the fence with no success. Then I saw a pile of boards on one side in the neighbour's yard so I walked around through all their junk and blackberries and climbed up that but couldn't figure out how to get over the barbed wire at the top without tearing my pants or falling over and breaking my neck. Just as I was about to try to swing my leg over I got a call that they found the missing dog and were on the way home. Phew! I am not exactly agile. I felt like a really lame and slow version of The Office parkor scene.
My new rain shoes are tearing. This is heartbreaking but I should expect this based on my recent track record. Shoe manufacturers seem to make shoes to look at instead of making shoes that you can actually walk in. Granted I walk way more than the average person but why should I be discriminated against. It's the same thing as the hat industry inky making hats for people with tiny australopithecine
heads. Jerks.
There are more mundane occurrences but I am tired of typing with 2 fingers so I will spare you.
