The Gilberts

The Gilberts
The reason for my domestication

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

A rat and a frying pan.

So, my very busy day got started a lot earlier than I thought it would. Amazon has completely messed up my sleeping and I woke up wide awake at 2:30 a.m. I layed there for a little while trying to go to sleep to no avail :( Also, I was hungry. Got up thinking I would grab a little snack and take some Nyquil and try to sleep some more. When I got to the pantry and opened the door... 2 beady black eyes were staring at me!!!!!! It was a very large mouse. I was frozen in fear. Seriously. Then all of a sudden he disappears. I was in sheer panic mode. Went to wake up Chris (who wasn't as concerned as I was) and insisted he get up to try and kill it. He grabs a frying pan and I grabbed a laundry basket. I told myself if I saw it run out I would trap it with the basket (HA!). Chris said it was on the floor looking at him and that's when the mouse ran out, scurried along the bottom of the kitchen cabinets, and hid under our dishwasher. I lost it. I started crying. It sounds ridiculous now, but at 3 a.m. I was far from stable and all I could think about was that the fat bastard had been munching on the groceries I just bought :( I knew I wouldn't be able to relax until I went Walmart and bought some traps... so, off to the store I went in my pajamas and house slippers.

An hour later I finally get back home and set the glue traps out with some cheese in the middle. I tried to go back to sleep knowing I would have to get up in an hour to start my very busy day. At this point my excitement about starting school was not there.

The alarm came way too soon. I had only been asleep for maybe an hour :( dragged myself out of bed and started to get the kids and myself ready. Chris helped me get the backpacks and such together and started my car for me (sweet guy). I headed straight for Dalton after dropping the kids off b/c I had to take care of some things at the business office and get my parking decal. Luckily, I didn't have trouble finding a parking space but it was far away. When I got to the business office they said they needed me to verify my identity, which I did, then they said that to get a replacement Higher One card I would have to pay $20... What? I haven't attended school there in 5 years and they expected me to still have the same card? Anyways, that got under my skin. Then I headed in the direction of the Public Safety Office. Kristen had told me it was in a dungeon and it really was lol. It was in the basement of one of the technical buildings and it took me lots of wrong turns and stairs to find it. As soon as I got to the door of the office I remembered I had forgotten to write down my tag #

OMG. Kill me!!!

Out I go. Take a half mile trek up a hill back to my car to get my tag # and alllllllllll the way back to the chokey aka Public Safety Office. It takes 5 seconds to get the stupid decal and I can finally head toward my first class.

The rest is history. I really like my speech professor. He has a dry sense of humor and when he talks it bleeds sarcasm and he uses profanity. All those things combined makes him fun :) My geography professor is very nice but is a compulsive mug holder. I counted 23 times he picked up his coffee cup only to hold it for a moment and set it back down. He never did get a sip. lol. My math instructor is super cool, very laid back, and seems like he is going to be supportive and helpful. I really suck at math so I'm glad he is so willing to help.

I have one more class to start and it's on Friday, Art Appreciation. I hope my luck holds out and that professor is just as laid back as my other ones. I know this semester is going to be hard work just b/c it's been so long since my brain has been in the "absorb" mode. Over all, though I think it's going to shape up to be a great first semester :)

I have got to get off here now. Gabe and Joey are driving me nuts saying "Dude!" and begging me to pop some popcorn :)