Last night, as D and I were about to drift off to sleep, we heard a distinct thump and the whole building shook. Needless to say I let him go check it out and was ready to grab the pistol if need be.
D came back in saying that our puppy had caught and killed a possum. Normally I'd be all for going to look at it, but I was all ready for bed, sleepy tired (since I only got about 2.5 hours of sleep the other night), and we'd seen another one (alive) fairly up close as we drove by it on the road yesterday afternoon.
So...D decided he was gonna get rid of it with a couple plastic bags. The puppy also broke her collar (the thump we heard) and she had been leashed off to the deck (why the whole building shook when she lunged after the thing). She couldn't get to the possum after we rehooked her lead to the deck so, since D remembered the phrase "playing possum" he decided it best to let it alone just in case it wasn't really dead. After all, those things are wicked mean.
It was gone this morning when he went out so it was either taken off by another dog or it wasn't really dead and he was uber smart for not messing with it.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Monday, April 16, 2007
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
hate, hate, hate being sick
As you can see from the subject line, I hate being sick. D started feeling a bit better today. He's still congested and coughing here and there, but I'm pretty sure his fever is gone and he actually plans on going out and doing some field work today. Wish I could say the same for me...
I started getting a bit obsessive yesterday about what my temperature was doing. I figured if I didn't get a fever then I'd be alright to possibly go to work with the aid of cold medicine. So I took my temp around six in the morning and it was 98.8 so not too bad. Checked it a couple hours later and it was 99.4...still not too bad. Then, 'bout mid-afternoon I checked again and it was up to 100.4. Ugh. It stayed there most of the day, but in taking my temp before bed I found out it was 102.1.
With all the weird waking up at 4am we've been doing I ended up falling asleep last night during House M.D. and the two hour episode of The Shield. But of course, when it was over and actually time to go to sleep (around midnight) I couldn't fall asleep. I dozed off and on for a couple hours, but have been wide awake since 2am.
So...needless to say I'll be calling in sick to work today.
I started getting a bit obsessive yesterday about what my temperature was doing. I figured if I didn't get a fever then I'd be alright to possibly go to work with the aid of cold medicine. So I took my temp around six in the morning and it was 98.8 so not too bad. Checked it a couple hours later and it was 99.4...still not too bad. Then, 'bout mid-afternoon I checked again and it was up to 100.4. Ugh. It stayed there most of the day, but in taking my temp before bed I found out it was 102.1.
With all the weird waking up at 4am we've been doing I ended up falling asleep last night during House M.D. and the two hour episode of The Shield. But of course, when it was over and actually time to go to sleep (around midnight) I couldn't fall asleep. I dozed off and on for a couple hours, but have been wide awake since 2am.
So...needless to say I'll be calling in sick to work today.
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
The germs are alive...and they hate us right now
Day before yesterday we got up at around 4:00am and, during the day, D started feeling not so good. At first we thought it was just a sinus/allergy thing due to all the pollen in the air, but he was still miserable. Then, yesterday, we both woke up at about 4:30am for some reason or other and by mid-morning D was running a fever.
He slept most of the day while I played Warcraft and I felt bad that he was sick and I was just fine. I knew I probably wouldn't stay that way, what with the really close quarters we're living in, but I was hopin'.
Starting towards last night, my throat started getting scratchy feeling and I started coughing a bit more. I don't remember what time we fell asleep, but I woke up at 2:30am with full-blown congestion and pain from (it feels like) the back of my nose to the bottom of my throat; jumping into my lungs whenever I have to cough.
Unfortunately, this is my last day off before I go back to work for another week. Hopefully I can really kick this thing today cuz otherwise it'll be a call in sick for me. Now, I can understand that some people don't think a cold is something to call in sick for, but being that it's also somewhat in my lungs and I work really closely with tons of people all day...might not be a good idea exposing them all to my infectiousness.
I'm gonna go hack up a lung now.
He slept most of the day while I played Warcraft and I felt bad that he was sick and I was just fine. I knew I probably wouldn't stay that way, what with the really close quarters we're living in, but I was hopin'.
Starting towards last night, my throat started getting scratchy feeling and I started coughing a bit more. I don't remember what time we fell asleep, but I woke up at 2:30am with full-blown congestion and pain from (it feels like) the back of my nose to the bottom of my throat; jumping into my lungs whenever I have to cough.
Unfortunately, this is my last day off before I go back to work for another week. Hopefully I can really kick this thing today cuz otherwise it'll be a call in sick for me. Now, I can understand that some people don't think a cold is something to call in sick for, but being that it's also somewhat in my lungs and I work really closely with tons of people all day...might not be a good idea exposing them all to my infectiousness.
I'm gonna go hack up a lung now.
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Hot
It's not even April yet and it's already 80 degrees here. And I don't think this is even considered summer. I think the hottest months here are June through August. *sigh*
In other news, Lowe's almost lost them an employee today. I was so very tempted to just walk out. My shift was supposed to be 7am to noon. I went out to Lawn and Garden around 11am to help them out there cuz they were getting really backed up with people and there was only one cashier out there. After the crowd died down, the other person left for lunch (unbeknownst to me) and I was left to handle things. Well, it got busy again about a half hour after she left (so much so that I had about 10 people waiting to check out) so I called the supervisor to get someone else sent out to help. Well, they didn't have anyone to spare since it was busy in there, too. Finally one of the managers came out to help, but even when the other girl came back from lunch, we still had about 15 people each to ring up. This was about 12:30 and it was about that time that I seriously considered just leaving. Not only that, but we didn't have but one person loading things for people and, when I'd try to page for a loader or more assistance at the register, my phone wouldn't connect to the P.A. system.
Someone finally came out to relieve me at about 1:30. Boy was I pissed. Not only was I not scheduled to work that late (although I understand now that they really needed me to stay a little longer), but D had come to pick me up at noon and I didn't get a chance to call him until about 1:00. I told him that he should probably just go back home since I didn't know what time I'd be leaving and he'd already been sitting in the parking lot for an hour. Technically we're not supposed to make personal calls on register phones, particularly when we're working, but I was in a serious "f*** 'em" mindset at that point.
In hindsight I'm still a little irritated, but not quite so mad about it. I mean, it happens all the time at other retail stores I'm sure and they probably didn't expect to be quite that busy or they would've had more people scheduled to work.
But, the good news is that I have three days off until I have to work again...and it's a night shift so technically that's 3 1/2 days.
Much goofing off will be had. :-) Wheeee!!!
In other news, Lowe's almost lost them an employee today. I was so very tempted to just walk out. My shift was supposed to be 7am to noon. I went out to Lawn and Garden around 11am to help them out there cuz they were getting really backed up with people and there was only one cashier out there. After the crowd died down, the other person left for lunch (unbeknownst to me) and I was left to handle things. Well, it got busy again about a half hour after she left (so much so that I had about 10 people waiting to check out) so I called the supervisor to get someone else sent out to help. Well, they didn't have anyone to spare since it was busy in there, too. Finally one of the managers came out to help, but even when the other girl came back from lunch, we still had about 15 people each to ring up. This was about 12:30 and it was about that time that I seriously considered just leaving. Not only that, but we didn't have but one person loading things for people and, when I'd try to page for a loader or more assistance at the register, my phone wouldn't connect to the P.A. system.
Someone finally came out to relieve me at about 1:30. Boy was I pissed. Not only was I not scheduled to work that late (although I understand now that they really needed me to stay a little longer), but D had come to pick me up at noon and I didn't get a chance to call him until about 1:00. I told him that he should probably just go back home since I didn't know what time I'd be leaving and he'd already been sitting in the parking lot for an hour. Technically we're not supposed to make personal calls on register phones, particularly when we're working, but I was in a serious "f*** 'em" mindset at that point.
In hindsight I'm still a little irritated, but not quite so mad about it. I mean, it happens all the time at other retail stores I'm sure and they probably didn't expect to be quite that busy or they would've had more people scheduled to work.
But, the good news is that I have three days off until I have to work again...and it's a night shift so technically that's 3 1/2 days.
Much goofing off will be had. :-) Wheeee!!!
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