Package - update – 2:30pm EDT
I got an email request to provide details as to why I am attempting mind control over the UPS truck. So here goes….Just remember, someone asked.
One day last week I awoke early and checked my email. A little insight which many of you may attempt to analyze and which all of you will have a critical opinion of: It is my nightly routine to take my laptop to bed and do a final check of the news headlines and catch what the Asian markets are doing shortly after opening bell, just before dozing off. (Most nights I still have the wherewithal to close the laptop and place it gently on the floor next to the bed. Other nights can get precarious for said laptop.) So….checking my email first thing in the morning only requires rolling over, fetching laptop from the floor, freeing one arm from the covers, and opening one eye. This particular morning, in my inbox was an advert from an online pet supply company from which I regularly order some of my dog’s vitamins and medicines.
It made me remember that I am almost out of some her vitamins, and a product prominently displayed in the advert caught my eye. It is called the SnuggleSafe Microwave heating pad.
It touts safe warmth for 12 hours
For anyone who doesn’t know, my dog is 16 years old, short-haired and has terrible arthritis. And since I keep my thermostat set at 64 degrees for most of the winter, I lavish her with blankets and a medical-grade eggcrate mattress.
My new house doesn’t get much sunshine on the main living level, so I think this will make me feel less guilty leaving her at 64 degrees all day while I’m at work.
At this point (vitamins and heating pad in virtual shopping cart) I was only $9 away from qualifying for free shipping, so I bought a completely useless toy that my 16 year-old dog will never play with. I really don’t want to talk about this much, especially since two days later I realized I needed to purchase one of her other meds and did so from the same company…… Anyway, it was early and I was barely awake. The online shopping expedition left me exhausted and post-purchase confirmation I rolled over and went back to sleep.
A couple of days later came the email notice that my items had shipped and were due to arrive today, 10.23, via UPS. [A bitter aside: The prescription med that I ordered days later and paid full shipping for (a mere $4.65) arrived just a day after I ordered it.]
Onward…. My dad called me earlier this week freaking out about how much there was to do around the house and he just couldn’t keep up. I immediately decided to go down for a long weekend to help him do some fall cleaning, seeing as it will be my last chance before I start my new job and will only have two-day weekends for the foreseeable future (until Thanksgiving).
I planned on driving down today so I scheduled my dog’s physical therapy swim appointment for midday, since it is between my house and Dad’s, and my haircut for tomorrow, since I found someone decent while I living at Mom and Dad’s house starting back in December. Earlier this week when I scheduled Thes’ appointment for 12 noon, I had high hopes that the UPS package would arrive a day early, as often happens. (I’ve had mail order packages arrive as much as week earlier than anticipated.)
Such was not the case this time. Alas, a 12 noon appointment would have required that I leave my house by 10:15am. So, when, by 9:45 there had been no big brown truck rumblings down my street I called to (and thankfully was able to) reschedule for 2pm. Hence my now hours-long vigil by the front window dreaming of the flash of brown in the distance and the well-known hallowed groaning of the large brown tin box on tires approaching. When, by 12:30 none of this had materialized, I called the vet’s office and rescheduled – for tomorrow at 2pm, post-haircut, now a 45-minute drive each way from Dad's house. I still plan on driving to his house today, upon receipt of UPS package. My vigil at the picture window continues, and my left eye won’t stop twitching.
package - afterthought - 3 pm
Oh, the main reason I don't want to leave for the weekend without the package is because we're expecting heavy rains Saturday and Sunday... and the package would be left exposed on my front porch.
I got an email request to provide details as to why I am attempting mind control over the UPS truck. So here goes….Just remember, someone asked.
One day last week I awoke early and checked my email. A little insight which many of you may attempt to analyze and which all of you will have a critical opinion of: It is my nightly routine to take my laptop to bed and do a final check of the news headlines and catch what the Asian markets are doing shortly after opening bell, just before dozing off. (Most nights I still have the wherewithal to close the laptop and place it gently on the floor next to the bed. Other nights can get precarious for said laptop.) So….checking my email first thing in the morning only requires rolling over, fetching laptop from the floor, freeing one arm from the covers, and opening one eye. This particular morning, in my inbox was an advert from an online pet supply company from which I regularly order some of my dog’s vitamins and medicines.
It made me remember that I am almost out of some her vitamins, and a product prominently displayed in the advert caught my eye. It is called the SnuggleSafe Microwave heating pad.
It touts safe warmth for 12 hours
For anyone who doesn’t know, my dog is 16 years old, short-haired and has terrible arthritis. And since I keep my thermostat set at 64 degrees for most of the winter, I lavish her with blankets and a medical-grade eggcrate mattress.
My new house doesn’t get much sunshine on the main living level, so I think this will make me feel less guilty leaving her at 64 degrees all day while I’m at work.
At this point (vitamins and heating pad in virtual shopping cart) I was only $9 away from qualifying for free shipping, so I bought a completely useless toy that my 16 year-old dog will never play with. I really don’t want to talk about this much, especially since two days later I realized I needed to purchase one of her other meds and did so from the same company…… Anyway, it was early and I was barely awake. The online shopping expedition left me exhausted and post-purchase confirmation I rolled over and went back to sleep.
A couple of days later came the email notice that my items had shipped and were due to arrive today, 10.23, via UPS. [A bitter aside: The prescription med that I ordered days later and paid full shipping for (a mere $4.65) arrived just a day after I ordered it.]
Onward…. My dad called me earlier this week freaking out about how much there was to do around the house and he just couldn’t keep up. I immediately decided to go down for a long weekend to help him do some fall cleaning, seeing as it will be my last chance before I start my new job and will only have two-day weekends for the foreseeable future (until Thanksgiving).
I planned on driving down today so I scheduled my dog’s physical therapy swim appointment for midday, since it is between my house and Dad’s, and my haircut for tomorrow, since I found someone decent while I living at Mom and Dad’s house starting back in December. Earlier this week when I scheduled Thes’ appointment for 12 noon, I had high hopes that the UPS package would arrive a day early, as often happens. (I’ve had mail order packages arrive as much as week earlier than anticipated.)
Such was not the case this time. Alas, a 12 noon appointment would have required that I leave my house by 10:15am. So, when, by 9:45 there had been no big brown truck rumblings down my street I called to (and thankfully was able to) reschedule for 2pm. Hence my now hours-long vigil by the front window dreaming of the flash of brown in the distance and the well-known hallowed groaning of the large brown tin box on tires approaching. When, by 12:30 none of this had materialized, I called the vet’s office and rescheduled – for tomorrow at 2pm, post-haircut, now a 45-minute drive each way from Dad's house. I still plan on driving to his house today, upon receipt of UPS package. My vigil at the picture window continues, and my left eye won’t stop twitching.
package - afterthought - 3 pm
Oh, the main reason I don't want to leave for the weekend without the package is because we're expecting heavy rains Saturday and Sunday... and the package would be left exposed on my front porch.
