I had a good day today. Woke up at 9am (thanks Dad!) to the phone ringer, which was on because I was on call until 3pm. Putzed around the house in my pajamas until 2pm, reconciling two years of neglected filing, and listening to the phenomenal WEQX on my computer; the perfect mix of rock and alternative. WEQX is a radio station out of Albany, NY, that we usually listen to on trips up to Vermont, and it streams online. I recommend it.
Then I got dressed and met my friend Stacey for lunch at the Lost Dog Cafe. Then I went home and walked 7 miles with the pup. Then I got showered up and ready for the day by about 6pm.
The day turned tragic while I was rocking out at my desk with the back door open, so the pup could chillax and keep an eye on the neighborhood. The biggest moth of my life flew in the door, flapping around like a bat-sized menace. I screamed like a small girl and ran out of the room, slamming the doors behind me. As I watched from the kitchen, I couldn’t be sure if it was a moth or a hummingbird that was terrorizing my sunroom. I grabbed a cardboard tube and proceeded to hit the moth THREE times before it fell to the ground. As I searched for the body of MothBatBird, I found a partially broken body that still moved when I got close to it. I again screamed like a small girl, and got a cup from the kitchen with which to trap the mutant. Threw the radioactive freak outside on the deck and when I checked a few minutes later, it was no longer there. Homeboy knows where I live, so please check on me if I don’t blog for a few days.
Anyway, then I went back to the filing and cleaning until my beau paid me a visit after work. All in all: highly satisfactory.