What is it about the female sex that makes us think we are superwoman? I leave ND in 8 days and for Alaska in 13 days. I have worked the last 8 days straight, without a day off, in case 8 days straight wasn't clear enough. I have been packing, preparing and planning for this move along with the everyday chores I normally do. It is starting to have its effects.
Yesterday, for example, was the second time I had to take the pets to the vets in a week. The first time I had my husband there to help and things ran smoothly. When he asked me if I needed him there to help me yesterday I said no I got it under control. Famous last words. I put the cat in his new kennel, put the leash on Camille and headed for the car. It is a 30 mile drive to the vets from our house. In that 30 minutes, Sully my not so adorable cat, vomited three times and pooped in his kennel twice. I had him in the back of the car which was good because the smell from that distance was causing me to gag. I get to the vets office, pull Camille, who normally jumps out of the car but knows where she is at and isn't interested in visiting the doctor so soon after the last visit, out of the car. Go to the back to get Sully. Realizing I can't take the kennel inside without killing everyone from the smell, I open the door to the kennel and grab the cat. Now if you were to poop and puke in a confined area I am sure you would stand still. Not my cat, I picked him up and literallly both of us are covered in crap. Enough said.
I go in and I am directed to a room. Camille is shaking from nerves and Sully has seemed to find this enormous amount of energy and I am fighting with him to keep him in my arms. Then from the back room we hear a rather big dog call out as if Frankenstein were behind the door torturing the animals. Needless to say this makes Camille feel wonderful and she is now wrapping her leash around my legs and whining while the cat feels heroic and wants to jump out of my arms and run to the rescue. Finally the doctor walks in. I am sure I looked great standing there with the dog wrapped around my legs, wrestling with the cat and covered in who knows what. We talk about the flight to Alaska, and he asks me if I want sedatives for the animals. YES!!!! I said I was worried about Camille being in a kennel as she never has been in one and I told him the cat definately needs something as he got car sick on the drive in. He takes each ones temperatures which Camille sat perfectly still for while the cat did amazing acrobatic moves. He looks at their ears and thier teeth, fills out a form and gives me a bottle of pills for each of them for the flight. Three doses each. Total time in the office 10 minutes the only thing between yesterdays visit and last Friday's was he took their temperature. Total pressure on me about 100%. The doses of seditives was looking pretty good.
I get home, shower, and rush to work where they have had a historic number of people for the lunch rush. I work as a waitress at an Italian restaraunt where I am the only waitress. By the time I am out of there I am completely exhausted. Dinner last night was a carmel toffee blizzard from DQ. At least I crossed something off my list. Though my husband enjoyed the blizzard it wasn't enough for a meal so I directed him to the frig to the leftovers. Which he wonderfully heated up for me.
After dinner I began packing. I boxed up my pictures of the family to mail to myself. All the while I kept wondering why I am boxing pictures when I have nothing that I know of to put them on. But I know that when I get there I will really want to see the faces of my wonderful children and the smiling faces of my grandchildren since they will be so far away. Then I realize that if Craig mails packages and I mail packages at the same time we will have a hard time getting everything home from the post office without a car. Quickly I get up, grab my cell phone and run outside. Outside is the only place I can get coverage to make outgoing calls. Of course, it is snowing like crazy. I call Craig and the only way he can hear me is if I face into the wind and the snow. We coordinate the mailing of the boxes. Talk a few more minutes while I am being turned into a snowman, and then hang up.
By 9:00 I am exhausted and crawl into bed. I think I was asleep before my head it the pillow. When the alarm went off this morning I tried to ignore it but the animals know I am suppose to get up and wouldn't leave me alone. So out of bed I rose and went to the Wii, which normally I am pretty good at working out with. But the last few days I have been cutting my hour of work out to 50 minutes, then yesterday 45 minutes and this morning just the 20 minutes of yoga. then I cuddle up in my chair and wondered if I was doing the right thing. What I need is a nap and some time lost in a book. So for the rest of my workout I did that-got lost in a book. No nap in sight yet but I have tomorrow off there is a possibility then.
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