Some Time Away – Day of Departure

Here’s the continuation from Some Time Away – The Days Before Departure.

As I sat in traffic, I was making phone calls. A friend was checking on me to see what I would be doing while I was away. I made a list. He laughed because I had a list for my quiet time, and it was supposed to be relaxing time. The things on the list were relaxing, but there were a lot of things planned. I had three bins of books packed because I couldn’t decide what to read since nothing was technically assigned. I plan on swimming daily. I want to watch season two of Only Murderers in the Building. Most importantly, I needed to finish that last paper and submit it by midnight.

As I am driving, I note that the deadline for submitting the 2500-word paper had come and gone. Thankfully, I had stopped to get it in. The GPS said I would be arriving at the condo at around 7:15 pm. Plenty of time to get the 1600-word paper written and submitted, since it was almost done. I was just crawling along in traffic, but I felt ok about it. I ended up pulling over to get some caffeine, since I didn’t know how long traffic would last. It ended up being a good decision since I ended up on a frontage road and bypassed a lot of the traffic. The GPS still said the same arrival time, but at least I was moving!

I got to the condo and unpacked the car with help from my mom. I threw everything into my room and pulled out the laptop. I started writing and then realized that I didn’t change the font type on the 2500-word paper, even thought I was supposed to! Oh, no! At this point, it would be considered late if I resubmitted. I decided that I would have points taken off, either way, and that there might be fewer points off for the font than for tardiness? 50/50. Done is better than perfect, I suppose.

I finished the paper right around 8pm and submitted with plenty of time to spare. I settled down to eat and relax. I unpacked and got ready to go to bed. I was running around a bit, so I didn’t hear my phone ring. My older daughter called around 11pm. I tried to call her back, but she had already called my mom. Her car broke down on the way to pick up my younger daughter from the concert. She had Molly, the dog, with her, so she was trying to figure out what to do.

I ended up talking to her, and it looks like she had something crack or come loose in the cooling system of the car. I told her to have it towed, but the mechanic wouldn’t open until morning. She was working on getting my younger daughter to her, so at least she wouldn’t be alone, with the dog. She couldn’t take the dog in the tow truck, so we were trying to figure out how to do this. I suggested that my youngest go home in Uber and get her car and go back and get the dog. $60 and over an hour wait for the Uber. Suddenly, my mom suggested a cousin who has dogs and lived nearby. Yes, the cousin would come! The tow truck would be at least 2 hours, though. How would we do this? Someone pulled out of a parking spot right in front of the girls. They put the car into the spot and decided to wait until morning for the tow. The cousin arrived and took the girls and the dog home. She and Molly fell in love with each other, according to my daughter.

Everyone was safe, so now I have to figure out how to pay for repairs once the kids get to a place where we know what’s wrong with the car. It has to be towed still, then diagnosed, then I have time to figure out how to get money to the mechanic. We also have to figure out how to get the turtle fed with no car. She can walk or get a ride from her sister, but she’s solo after Monday morning. We’ll see. Hopefully the car is a quick fix.

Not really a great start to a relaxing time away.

My feet were cold so I put socks on the baby

I had a friend who would wake up because her feet were cold. She would get up and put socks on, then go into her child’s room and put socks on him, figuring that if she was cold, he was cold. I did my own version of this the other night.

I woke up at 4am because I had to empty my bladder and because I was thirsty. While I didn’t make Molly go outside in the very cold weather, I did make her wake up from a deep, deep sleep to drink some water. If I was thirsty, she must have been, too. She didn’t argue, but she was very confused. She went right to sleep again after the unplanned outing.

Perfect Pets: Fun Short Story Picture Book for Children by Arnie Lightning

Perfect Pets: Fun Short Story Picture Book for Children

Perfect Pets: Fun Short Story Picture Book for Children by Arnie Lightning
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I got this as a freebie audiobook. It surprised me that it is still considered a picture book even though we can’t see any pictures.

The imagination runs wild in this book, trying to get a child to think of the best pets for them. All of the pets mentioned are imaginary or inappropriate.

The story is cute, but I think it would have been better with pictures. It would make a good bedtime story, though.

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Were the cats fed?

The last one to bed feeds the cat. Some nights, it’s difficult to know who the last one to bed will be. I am usually the first to bed, though. I sleep for a few hours and then wake up to use the bathroom. If I hadn’t heard anyone feed the cats, I will text my kids. One night, “Were the cats fed?” got a response of “Yes. Twice.” Each of the kids thought that she was the last one to bed so she fed the cats. The cats didn’t correct her. They even tried to tell me that they hadn’t been fed when I got up, so they were trying for a third dinner that night. I guess they forgot that the humans talk to each other.

What are you watching?

I was watching TV quietly, with Molly at my feet. I had not been paying much attention to what Molly was doing, since I was trying to finish up the show I was watching. My daughter came in and asked Molly what she was watching. Apparently, Molly was staring at the TV with me. It was nothing very interesting. I can’t even recall what she was watching. No animals on the screen. Just something that was interesting to her. I’ll have to ask her what her favorite programs are, so we can watch them together.

Scaring the pup, by Mistake

Molly is my constant companion when I am working on schoolwork in the garage. This works out well, until I take a break. If I decide to stop to do laundry, she follows me over and helps by standing on the dirty clothes so I can’t pick them up. If I try to go to the bathroom, she either has to go out, too, or she follows me into the bathroom.

I decided to stop to take a shower. Molly decided she needed to supervise. After the shower, she decided to race me out to the garage to get back to work. Molly did not realize that my daughter was out there, doing laundry. I heard a loud yelp and my daughter laughing. Molly had run past her, then saw motion and realized that she was not alone.

Molly is a scaredy cat. I have rescued her from spiders, lint, the cats, etc. I never thought I would have to rescue her from my daughter. Thankfully, she settled down as soon as she realized that there was no real threat.

Makeshift Wrestling Ring

Two cats and a dog think they share my bed. The cats pretty much are only there when I am not, but the dog will go up any time, as long as the kitties aren’t in her spot.

Today, it was time to put the sheets back on the bed. I sent the dog to the garage. I kicked one cat off the bed. The other cat decided she was going to help with the sheet changing by sitting in exactly the same spot where she was sitting. No. No you aren’t. I called for human help, since that cat doesn’t like me at all.

I use a sheet scrunchie, which holds the fitted sheet onto the bed. It works great, but is a pain in the neck to get on the bed. The first difficult part is figuring out which end is the bottom of the sheet, so that I can attach the scrunchie to it. Then fitting the scrunchie around the mattress isn’t so easy.

I got the bottom of the sheet on the bottom of the mattress and was pulling it up to do the top part. A human helper decided that the dog wasn’t going to hurt anything, so she let her in. Molly decided it looked fun, so she jumped on the bed and all of the work I had done came undone.

I got the dog out, finally. Then the cats came back to help.

I decided to quit for a while until they whole group decided there was anything more fun to do.

I described the scene to a friend and he said it seemed like a makeshift wrestling ring. It sure felt like it. Thankfully, no one was recording it.