Ugghhhh... completely lacking in motivation this morning. Seems an odd statement from someone that has already caught up on emails, composed two letters, walked my dogs, fed my animals, taken care of my
daughter's zoo, watered her seedlings and been out in the snow flurries.
All before my first cup of coffee. As I am sitting here enjoying it and contemplating breakfast, I know that I should be multi-tasking a bit more. Frankly, I don't have it in me. I need to steal a few moments before I climb the stairs to get ready for the day. I need a few more moments of peace. Watching the light flicker off of those big fluffy flakes that aren't even thinking about sticking around. Listening to the water in the aquarium. And drinking my coffee.
I didn't sleep great last night. And I am paying for it this morning. I hate the time change, it really kicks my FMS butt, to be perfectly blunt. I feel drained and in need of 12 straight hours of sleep, or at least that is what my brain thinks. Between the time change and bad dreams, I don't feel like I closed my eyes at all.
I am pretty sure it was because of the stress at my daughter's house earlier in the evening.
Have I mentioned that I hate snakes? Because I do. With an absolute, overwhelming, terror-filled passion. Just thinking about one is enough to make my skin crawl. I don't need to physically see one.
So... my daughter has a snake. I can't remember what kind it is. Frankly, it doesn't matter it is a snake. We have an agreement. I will watch her critters while she is on vacations, no worries. I will NOT under any circumstances deal with that snake. She needs to insure he has everything he needs when she leaves and as long as he stays contained, we have no problems.
Imagine my dismay when I arrived last night to take care of the "zoo" to find a fairly substantial part of his "nose" sticking out of the mesh covering. I do believe that he and the mouse, that is supposed to have been his dinner, have been plotting their escape.
My daughter switched his aquarium to give him a bit more space to move around before she left. He has been pushing at the mesh and has two large sections loose and hanging free. This isn't going to work for me.
For now, I have two large sheets of plywood and a 4x4 blocking his progress. I have no idea how long that will last. He sure gave me an attitude this morning. Putting his snubby nose and beady eyes up to the glass and flicking that tongue at me.
Tonight on my way home I stopped to take care of the zoo and measure the aquarium. Needed to get a lid for that stupid thing. I couldn't take the stress of it's existence any longer. At least he'd retreated to the inside of his rock and I no longer had to see him. Still didn't inspire a warm, fuzzy feeling reaching across that darn aquarium, knowing that he was lurking inside, glaring out in his arrogance.
Quick run up to the pet store to get a lid and I was feeling pretty darn confident that this day had finally gotten better. Did I mention that this was definitely a high stress, challenge filled day? Because it was.
Zipping along home, marveling at the utter lack of traffic and thrilled as I was starving having not ended up having time for lunch today, and I'd put off dinner until after I dealt with the snake issue. I was back at her house in record time. All the while thinking, this daylight savings might not be so bad as it was still light enough to see what I was doing.
A quick check in the aquarium revealed that my nemesis appeared to be sleeping, at any rate he was not out slithering around. I quickly prepared to swap lids. Almost breaking into a cold sweat at the very thought of removing that lid.
I did mention that I am terrified of snakes, right?
I quickly pulled the old lid out, and popped the new one on. And my heart sank! The only size they had was just a bit too loose, I fussed with the lid locks for a few moments before realizing I had NO idea how to work them and not feeling to comforted by their "security".
No that was not going to do at all. Thankfully I found the brick with the lid locks and for my peace of mind... I put the 4x4 back on top.
I loathe snakes!
Feeling pretty darn proud of myself, I reinstalled the "red" light and plugged it in. I proceeded to ignore the demon snake and take care of the bunny. Carlos is everything that demon is not. Fuzzy, sweet, adorable, boned...
As I am walking back from the kitchen maybe 5 feet away... the demon snake is causing problems again. Okay, in all fairness I am pretty sure it wasn't him physically, but I am positive his sheer evilness caused it! Just as I am coming back to the living room, there is a LOUD pop and flames shoot out of the light in 3 directions. I dropped the water bottle and scurried under the aquarium to unplug the stupid thing. Have you ever seen an ungraceful 51 year old scurry anywhere? Thank you Lord that no one was filming it, that would have been a disaster scene!
Seriously?? As black smoke billows up from it, I am rushing to get it out of the house. I am fairly certain the dog, cats, rabbit, mice (snacks for the snake) and the demon snake were all as terrified as I was.
Calling my daughter... well, unless you want laughed at for all the drama you are dealing with... don't bother. And she didn't have another light anyhow.
Rabbit's water reattached - check. Living room checked on hands and knees to insure no live embers - check. Exhausted stressed mommy taking herself out for dinner - check. I really wanted a margarita, but with the day I'd had... one probably wouldn't have been enough and I didn't want to tempt fate.
So now the sun has set, Hubs should be on his way home, although I am not going to count on it. The demon snake was still in his rock when I went back by looking for my favorite scarf (and just to assure myself that I hadn't truly tried to burn down my daughters house). My boys have had their afternoon loves... and I am getting ready to call it a night.
What a day... Glad she's relaxing in one of the most beautiful places on earth...