Crappy day
Today has been a really bad day. The morning wasn't too bad. I had to be at work for 9 this morning. It is supposed to be my weekend off, but my boss went out of town, so I had to work. I didn't mind working, but it would have been nice to sleep in since it is Saturday. I could have been off of work around noon, but the mother of one of the women I work with broke her hip and had to go for surgery, so the women I work with didn't want to be at work. I ended up letting her leave, and I stayed at work until three. I began to not feel so well during the last hour of work. I have had a lump on my head behind my ear for a couple days. I am not sure where it came from, but it is sore and it feels like there is a lot of tension in my head. So anyways, it really started to bother me and I just wanted to go home and lay down for a while. But when I left work, I had to go to Walmart to pick up a few things. I hate Walmart...it is always too busy and there are never enough people working. So I finally got out of Walmart, and got home. I was feeling really tired and my head really hurt, so I put on a movie and layed down with the dog and just relaxed. After the movie was over, I decided that I needed to get some stuff done, so I decided to clean my Degu's cage since it was starting to smell. This is when things started to get really bad. First, I had a really hard time getting Oswald out of his cage because he has been really grumpy with me the past few days. It took about 10 minutes to coax him to allow me to grab him. Finally I got him out, and I put him in his ball to run around the kitchen. I had to lock the dog in the basement because he tries to eat the Degu because miniature pinschers were bred to kill rodents. The dog started to flip out and bark and scratch the door because he knew that the Degu was running around the kitchen and he wanted to eat him. So I finally got the cage clean and got the dog to shut up, so I decided to take Oswald out of the ball and hold him for a while because I haven't held him for a few days because he has been so grumpy with me. I sat on the couch and Oswald sat on my arm and I was scratching him under the chin. After a few minutes of him just sitting on me, he decides to catch me off guard and jumped off me, and before I could catch him, he went under my couch. By this time, my dog, who was still in the basement, started going crazy again and was barking and scratching the door. So I have a dog going crazy in the basement, and a rodent in my couch. I tried bribing Oswald with carrots, but he wouldn't come out. I tipped the couch over, but couldn't find him. I got scared that he ran under something else, so I searched the entire upstairs of my house trying to find him. I couldn't find him anywhere, so I decided to let my dog upstairs, hoping that he would be able to smell Oswald and lead me to him, without eating him. Cricket immediately ran to the couch and started barking and scratching at it. My couch is the kind that reclines at the ends, so there is a big metal mechanism inside, so there is lots of space inside. I realized that Oswald must be inside the couch, but in order to get to him, I had to rip the sheet of fabric off the bottom of the couch to get to him. So I carefully tore the fabric off the staples that were holding it on and looked inside. I still didn't see him, but Cricket started going even more crazy and was trying to get inside the couch. There was another thin piece of fabric at the side, that separates the upholstry from the mechanism. Cricket was scratching at the fabric like crazy, so I decided to pull that piece off as well. There I saw the stupid Degu sitting there looking at me. The dog was still trying to get at him to eat him, and I was really mad at the Degu and I had considered letting the dog get him, but I might regret it tomarrow when my dog is barfing up Oswald, so I locked the dog in the basement again, and he went crazy barking and scratching at the door again. I reached my hand in the place where Oswald was, but he was fighting me. Thank goodness that he never bites, because if he did, I am sure I would have gotten bitten. He did however do a nice job at scratching up my hands. I finally got him out of the couch and put him in his cage, where he will spend the rest of his life because he is never coming out of there again after tonight. So now I have a stupid degu, a crazy dog, and a couch that is torn apart. I decided it might be a good idea to put the couch back together as it once was so that my parents wouldn't kill me and my Degu, so I went into the basement to get the staple gun, not realizing that my parents have it out at camp right now. So, I had to go back to Walmart to get a staple gun. The cheapest one I could find was $17, which sucks because when am I ever going to use a staple gun again. So after waiting forever in the lines at Walmart to get a $17 staple gun that I will only use once, I finally went home and fixed the couch. It looks as good as new, but I think I should still tell my parents about me having to disect it, because they will eventually somehow find out. So yeah, that was my night....I still have to do some laundry and ironing, but I am afraid to see what will happen next....the washing machine will probably blow up or I will somehow drop the iron on my face or something.