One of those days
Have you ever had one of those days? One of those days where everything is going wrong and, even as you think that it couldn’t get any worse it does.Of Course you have, we all have. Every time I have one of these days, I can’t help but feel like nobody has ever had a day as horrible as mine. Now, lets put this in perspective. I realize that tremendously horrible, life-altering things happen to people all the time. These events are on a completely different scale than what I’m talking about. What I’m talking about are the many little things that, by themselves, would be easily manageable. Combined with a myriad of other, equally unexpected and difficult events, they become completely overwhelming.
So I always end up imagining that nobody’s unmanageable day has ever been as unmanageable as mine. Yesterday was just such a day. I have a hard time imagining that anybody else’s day can possibly trump standing in the pouring rain with a turkey baster full of hydrogen peroxide waiting for you dog to vomit up your $5.00 chocolate bar. All while on a conference call with your coworkers. Yeah, I pull up that image and I’m pretty sure it’s he worst day ever.
I had come home early to make sure Bennett was doing well and that he hadn’t been scratching at his hot spot. I had about 1-hour from the time i got home until my 4:00 conference call. I had planned on using this time to watch the end of the tour and relax. The first thing I noticed when I got home was the bedroom door was open and Fozzy was not coming out to greet me. Then I saw a few pieces of paper shredded on the floor next to the kitchen table. When I walked into the bedroom to scold Fozzy, I saw a ton more paper, shredded on the floor, along with safety pins, earrings, and a stain remover bottle. It looked like the dog had rioted.
At first I thought it was funny and even took a few photos. Then I saw the package shredded in the kitchen. It took me a little while to figure out it was my chocolate bar. My brand new, 8-oz, $5.00 chocolate bar. Now we were talking about something serious. I tracked down the hydrogen peroxide from the last time we had to induce (onion powder I think) and filled up the turkey baster. There’s some formula for how much to give your dog based on their weight but Fozzy is huge and he’s too strong for me to control so I use a whole baster and most of it ends up on the ground.
I administered the first dose and waited. I walked him around the yard to aid in the process. While I was waiting the sky opened up and started to pour on us. It was nice to finally have the rain, but I was soaked and Fozzy wasn’t getting any closer to vomiting. 45-minutes later he still hadn’t vomited and I had a conference call. I figured I could pull up the meeting on my cell phone and stay outside with him.
I called the conference number only to find it wasn’t valid. I had no way of finding out what was going on and how I needed to call in. I didn’t have anybody’s phone number so my only option was to get my laptop and log in so that I could use communicator. I started up my laptop and immediately it crashed hard. I tried waiting for a few minutes before giving up and trying to restart; all outside in the rain so I can keep an eye on Fozzy. I pushed the power button and nothing happened. This thing was crashed hard. I ripped the battery off the back. The whole time that I’m waiting for it to come up I’m imagining that the meeting is moving along without me.
I finally got connected, the rain stopped and the dog vomited so everything was fine in the end. Still it was a bunch of distractions I didn’t need.