Kill me. NOW.
Is there some higher force at work here? Is there truly a deity hovering over my head, snickering and snapping his fingers to make my life miserable just when it looks like things are going well?
So jet lag hit yesterday. I went to bed at 6:30pm and woke up at 9pm like I'd been electrocuted. I was up until 3:30 until i finally crashed. But not for long.
Around 5am, I made my nightly trek to the bathroom. I always close my bedroom door when I do this because as much as I love the boys, they are night owls galore and I cannot sleep with Yuki walking over my face and back. When I went back to my room - the door wouldn't open. Somehow, for the first time in the 3 years since I've been living here, the door decided to lock itself.
Ruthie was locked in. As was my cell phone. And my glasses.
I am blind as a bat. Somehow, i managed to find my keys and a sweater and went outside to get the security guard. She was astonished at the fact that the door was locked. She couldn't get it open. I managed to ask if there was a ladder on the grounds somewhere (I know there is) and could we just break a window to get in? I can buy a new window. I don't care.
Well, I didn't know what to do - my phone was trapped with Ru who was already barking and whining to be let out. I know not a single phone number. Who can I call? I then remembered that prior to leaving for Canada, I had left a note for J and LD on the fridge with emergency info - one tidbit of which was Lucy's phone number in case they had any probs with the apartment. I managed to find the paper (THANK YOU guys for not throwing it out) and went downstairs again to borrow the guards phone.
It is now 5:30AM. Thankfully, Lucy was already getting up (habit, sez she. Crazy, sez I). She called my landlord to see if they had an extra key AND she called a locksmith who, for an additional payment, would come out right away. I agreed.
Landlord and wife came over at 6am. By 6:30 they managed to pop the door open - just as the locksmith arrived. I had to pay him to do nothing. fun times. But yay - Ruthie was free and my landlord proceeded to dismantle the entire doorknob and lock while I hunted around for my glasses and phone to tell Lucy the crisis was nearing the end.
Well, by 7am, everyone left and I thought I could get some sleep. Not quite. At 8AM there was a knock and my landlord and his wife were there with a new doorknob and lock. swift service - I am not knocking it at all. It is not their fault I'm so tired I could drop right there.
10:00 - landlord bought wrong size doorknob and has left to fix the situation. his wife stays behind to fix my curtains which have been dangling at the ends ever since I fostered Butch and Bunky and they ripped them down learning how to climb to the ceiling. I help.
10:15 - I discover that the door has been open since landlord left. Can only find two of the cats. Swearing profusely does not miraculously procure cats.
11:00 - still only have seen two cats Yuki and Sammy. I went down to the first floor and worked my way up all the way to the 10th searching for the other two. no sign of Cougar or LD's cat. Guards say they haven't seen any critters running out of the building.
11:30 - could swear I heard the bell on Kettingur's neck somewhere in the house. I refuse to panic. I'm positive Cougar is hiding in here somewhere because he's a chickenshit when it comes to the great outdoors, but Ket's an outdoor kitty who goes for nightly walks. i won't be able to relax until i see her for myself.
It's now almost noon. I am starving (no food in my house), I am exhausted (two and a half hours sleep since I woke up at 11:00am yesterday), I am worried (2 cats missing) and I have to be at the office in less than 6 hours for a briefing before we are taken to QP where we will stay for the next 5 days. I have 5 classes tomorrow starting at 8AM and I have nothing planned. I need a shower and a nap but my landlord is coming back at some time in the next hour or so but I don't know when.
[edit] Found Kettingur!!!!! That's 3 accounted for! Now if I can just see Cougar, I can go to QP without any worries.
So jet lag hit yesterday. I went to bed at 6:30pm and woke up at 9pm like I'd been electrocuted. I was up until 3:30 until i finally crashed. But not for long.
Around 5am, I made my nightly trek to the bathroom. I always close my bedroom door when I do this because as much as I love the boys, they are night owls galore and I cannot sleep with Yuki walking over my face and back. When I went back to my room - the door wouldn't open. Somehow, for the first time in the 3 years since I've been living here, the door decided to lock itself.
Ruthie was locked in. As was my cell phone. And my glasses.
I am blind as a bat. Somehow, i managed to find my keys and a sweater and went outside to get the security guard. She was astonished at the fact that the door was locked. She couldn't get it open. I managed to ask if there was a ladder on the grounds somewhere (I know there is) and could we just break a window to get in? I can buy a new window. I don't care.
Well, I didn't know what to do - my phone was trapped with Ru who was already barking and whining to be let out. I know not a single phone number. Who can I call? I then remembered that prior to leaving for Canada, I had left a note for J and LD on the fridge with emergency info - one tidbit of which was Lucy's phone number in case they had any probs with the apartment. I managed to find the paper (THANK YOU guys for not throwing it out) and went downstairs again to borrow the guards phone.
It is now 5:30AM. Thankfully, Lucy was already getting up (habit, sez she. Crazy, sez I). She called my landlord to see if they had an extra key AND she called a locksmith who, for an additional payment, would come out right away. I agreed.
Landlord and wife came over at 6am. By 6:30 they managed to pop the door open - just as the locksmith arrived. I had to pay him to do nothing. fun times. But yay - Ruthie was free and my landlord proceeded to dismantle the entire doorknob and lock while I hunted around for my glasses and phone to tell Lucy the crisis was nearing the end.
Well, by 7am, everyone left and I thought I could get some sleep. Not quite. At 8AM there was a knock and my landlord and his wife were there with a new doorknob and lock. swift service - I am not knocking it at all. It is not their fault I'm so tired I could drop right there.
10:00 - landlord bought wrong size doorknob and has left to fix the situation. his wife stays behind to fix my curtains which have been dangling at the ends ever since I fostered Butch and Bunky and they ripped them down learning how to climb to the ceiling. I help.
10:15 - I discover that the door has been open since landlord left. Can only find two of the cats. Swearing profusely does not miraculously procure cats.
11:00 - still only have seen two cats Yuki and Sammy. I went down to the first floor and worked my way up all the way to the 10th searching for the other two. no sign of Cougar or LD's cat. Guards say they haven't seen any critters running out of the building.
11:30 - could swear I heard the bell on Kettingur's neck somewhere in the house. I refuse to panic. I'm positive Cougar is hiding in here somewhere because he's a chickenshit when it comes to the great outdoors, but Ket's an outdoor kitty who goes for nightly walks. i won't be able to relax until i see her for myself.
It's now almost noon. I am starving (no food in my house), I am exhausted (two and a half hours sleep since I woke up at 11:00am yesterday), I am worried (2 cats missing) and I have to be at the office in less than 6 hours for a briefing before we are taken to QP where we will stay for the next 5 days. I have 5 classes tomorrow starting at 8AM and I have nothing planned. I need a shower and a nap but my landlord is coming back at some time in the next hour or so but I don't know when.
[edit] Found Kettingur!!!!! That's 3 accounted for! Now if I can just see Cougar, I can go to QP without any worries.