Today, I realized something. I'm addicted to coffee. I just picked up a venti vanilla late from Starbucks and as I was letting it cool, a little bit of the foam popped up through the drink hole. I licked it off and felt this incredible, "AAAHHHHH." I CRAVE my coffee in the morning. It's like my security blanket. If I don't have it, I can't think of anything else until I get it and as soon as I do get it, I am one happy little camper. I hate to admit this but I love Starbucks. There, I said it.
Last night there was ALMOST a disaster at my house. I was lying in bed desperately trying to go to sleep but couldn't because my hamster's wheel was making a ton of noise. So, I got up to take the wheel out of the cage just for the night. I took the top of the cage off, took out the wheel, and snapped the top back on. I then looked over at my kitty who was lying on the couch, made kissy faces at her, and then went back to bed. As I was enjoying the silence, I thought to myself (in an oh-so-OCD kind of way), "What if I didn't snap the cage securely? What if my Hammy gets out?" I kept reassuring myself that I had, in fact, snapped the cage securely in place but still had this nagging feeling. I was all warm and cozy but thought, "Just get up and check it. Then the nagging feeling will go away and you will be able to go back to sleep." So, I got up, turned on the light, and there was my Hammy running around on my desk! She had escaped from her cage! At closer inspection, one of the little bubbles that covers the tube hole had come off when I took the top of the cage off and I didn't notice! My Hammy had escaped and had I not listened to my nagging brain, she surely would have met an untimely death when my kitty discovered that she was running free! Moral of the story: Listen to your gut!!!
Anyhow, I was extremely productive this weekend. I did some organizing/cleaning that I've been putting off for like a month and it felt GREAT to get it done! I even went into the garage and organized a bunch of shit. Yay me.
Last night there was ALMOST a disaster at my house. I was lying in bed desperately trying to go to sleep but couldn't because my hamster's wheel was making a ton of noise. So, I got up to take the wheel out of the cage just for the night. I took the top of the cage off, took out the wheel, and snapped the top back on. I then looked over at my kitty who was lying on the couch, made kissy faces at her, and then went back to bed. As I was enjoying the silence, I thought to myself (in an oh-so-OCD kind of way), "What if I didn't snap the cage securely? What if my Hammy gets out?" I kept reassuring myself that I had, in fact, snapped the cage securely in place but still had this nagging feeling. I was all warm and cozy but thought, "Just get up and check it. Then the nagging feeling will go away and you will be able to go back to sleep." So, I got up, turned on the light, and there was my Hammy running around on my desk! She had escaped from her cage! At closer inspection, one of the little bubbles that covers the tube hole had come off when I took the top of the cage off and I didn't notice! My Hammy had escaped and had I not listened to my nagging brain, she surely would have met an untimely death when my kitty discovered that she was running free! Moral of the story: Listen to your gut!!!
Anyhow, I was extremely productive this weekend. I did some organizing/cleaning that I've been putting off for like a month and it felt GREAT to get it done! I even went into the garage and organized a bunch of shit. Yay me.
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I once had a hamster that ecaped we found him in the pantry with a Fig Newton in his paws standing on two feet
Glad to hear hammy is safe and will live to run her wheel another day. Silly kitty, hammy's for kismi.
Maybe you can help me organize my place. I'm still looking for the elephant I lost.