I blame the Super Moon. I mean really, if a normal full moon can cause your meek cubicle partner to become a werewolf and devour the citizens, then I can blame the Super Moon for chaos.
Simple things .....
I was helping my friend Sioux move some furniture from a thrift store, then she was riding with me when I delivered a custom order table.
I had giant furniture jammed into my car and Sioux had giant furniture stuffed into hers. Off we went, then uh oh. Sioux realized she's made a mistake buying both pieces.
Back we went.
Just as workers came to unload for us, my phone rang. It was the Clinical Trial coordinator from OSHU. I had to take the call.
Me to phone: What appointment?
Sioux to worker: That goes in the other car and that goes back into the store. Don't hurt the table.
Worker: I can pull that out and probably not hurt the table.
Me to worker: TAKE THE TABLE OUT FIRST!
Me to phone: Sorry. What?
Sioux: Daena, where do you ..... oops, never mind.
Me to phone: I can't drive to Portland alone.
Sioux to worker: NO! That one goes in the other car. THAT car! Over there!
Me to phone: Huh? Oh. No, I haven't mailed it yet.
Sioux to me: How do you want ..... oh, sorry sorry sorry
Worker: I can put the table in the passenger seat.
Sioux to worker: I'M GOING IN THE PASSENGER SEAT!
Me to phone: On the 28th. Got it. No, really, I got it.
Me, getting into car: #$!&**#@!!!
I was in my spray booth spray painting a huge bird cage before I had to run to treatment, not thinking about anything else. Until, uh oh.
I had been standing in red over-spray forever and now I had red gummy hair, red arms, red legs, really red feet and a nice mask shape on my face. Seriously, red enamel is the hardest to get off but
a shower and cheap shampoo took care of most of it.
I ran off to treatment with pink skin and slightly purple hair.
My nephew brought his new family for a visit, which was totaly fun and hilarious. However, we have limited space so there were people stacked in the livingroom sleeping. Not wanting to wake the baby I would sneak through to get outside and work.
Tippy-toeing through the kitchen: BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM
Quiet espresso machine: GRRRRR CLANK! CLANK! CLANK! GRRRRRRR CLANK!
Whispering to dog and kittens: STOP IT! GET OVER HERE NOW! C'MON, HERE KITTY KITTY KITTY!
We had kitty-proofed the house but baby-proofing is a whole new level of challenge. I now have huge plants teetering in high places. We realized everything in our house is sharp. Or is aspiring to be sharp.
I was finally called in for a much needed blood transfusion. It had been postponed and cancelled soooo many times because I have developed anti-bodies in my blood and was now unmatchable and no one wanted to be the one to approve a 'high-risk' transfusion. So, FINALLY! 8:00 a.m.and I am ready!
Except, they cancelled it. I was in the chair, port accessed and it was a no-go.
The nurse went to work, calling and badgering everyone. Floor doctor, pathologist, my doctor, triage nurses....
I sat in my chair staring at Craigslist.
Me to nurse: There's an estate sale just up the road. I could go and come back when you call me.
Nurse: Give it 10 more minutes
Me, ten minutes later: There are actually a couple estate sales near here. Antiques, furniture, donuts. I really should go and come back when you're ready.
Nurse: It can't be long now.
Me: I'll call my doctor if you want. He knows how I get about estate sales.
Nurse; He's on vacation
Me, one hour later: There's an estate sale here with shotguns.
Nurse: Well, that alone won't help us.
Me: Says they have ammo too.
FOUR hours later. Someone signed off on a transfusion! Glory be!
Don't shoot! He's my donor!
Sheesh, like I need more to go wrong.
We finally went to get the bed!!! Oh boy oh boy oh boy. And we left the dog at home. And the kittens.
You saw the picture, right?
Chaos, trying to unload and reload a car in 100° plus heat. We filled our hats with water and dumped them on our heads.
Then there was the incident with Sioux and the hose and Holly's husband and well, forget it.
Be still, my heart!
The wonderful folks with the bed gave me the cutest table and a vanity that I have big plans for.
The REAL cause of chaos around here!
miss mustard seed
my uncommon slice of suburbia