Things that Should be Easy

What a day I had..............

Get a call in the morning, because I'm in a department that's moving to a new building. I'm told that I'll be moving today, which is fine, because I'm basically packed. However, because I want to be there when things are moved, and to move my computer myself, I'm told to be there a little after lunch.

So I take a quickie lunch, "South of the border" on Main Street, to get back to my office to meet the movers.........

who haven't shown up.

I pack the last two boxes, which leaves me with just my computer and printer hooked up, but I'm pretty confident, because no one could possibly need anything at this point.

Wrong..................

Well, I do the tasks, and bleed what's left of my ink cartridge dry, nab a carpel tunnel stapler, and go to work.

Finished.

Have a couple of professors who ask me about my file cabinet, because I've not emptied it, because I was told those would be carted out on hand trucks.

Not true.

So.........pack three more boxes into an already crowded office.

Done at last, but still no movers. A guy who comes into the building, looking like he'd rather be anywhere else at this time. I'm told that my move will be delayed, because my new office needs touch ups, and they don't want to get paint on my new desk.

Good plan.

But about those boxes..............

My current habitat is pretty small. Now that I've got everything packed, I'm surrounded by cardboard. I can poke my head up a little to see, but it's a bit difficult, plus I'm feeling pretty crowded. Guy asks me if I want the boxes moved, regardless, to which I answer in the affirmative.

So I wait.

My boss goes to check out the new building, because they'd called her, too, but she was still waiting at 3 PM. She goes only find out they've moved the wrong person's stuff into her office............

Another delay..........

Finally the moving guys show up at 4 PM. I watch them from my barricade of boxes, as they haul my boss's belongings off.

It gets quiet............

I go through the obstacle course, only to realize that the truck has left.........

without my boxes.

By this time, I'm pretty fed up. I have to get out of my office, and push boxes back in, as far as they will go, just so that I can close the door and leave.

Needless to say, I was glad to get home and just cook out and chill. Finally have bedroom cleaned, dogs walked, kitchen cleaned, laundry done, and am showered and relaxed. I go to the kitchen to turn off the light, when I see............

this bug of some variety on the ceiling, who is big enough to put a collar on.

I do the wimpy thing, and get the spray. I barely get one zap of Raid out, when this transformer insect spreads wings and flies away like a miniature 747.

Now I'm freaked, because I know that I didn't zap it enough to kill it, and I know it's going to get revenge on me in the middle of the night, and eat my face off. So, I do what any self-respecting woman would do. I go down the hallway, and retrieve a man to do the dirty work. By the time I take him to the vicinity of the last place I saw this creature, it's nowhere to be found. I check my pillow, and my covers, then check them, again, because I just know it's hiding.

Like a fugitive, this thing has vanished. I finally give up, and decide to take my chances by falling asleep..........

With the dog nearby and the covers pulled way up.