RA training went well. I have the Best Staff Ever, and the Best Hall Ever. We have some opening pains going on, but I think we can work through them. I just need to keep on the positive :) I don't have my dog back yet. Midnight and I are missing him terribly. But it's better he's not here. I need to finish unpacking, and I'm taking a group of students to Worlds of Fun on Saturday, so he'd need to be watched then anyway. But I miss him! He's my bestest friend in the whole world! My faithful companion! Although, now that he's grown out of his biting phase, Midnight has become much more enjoyable. He and I are good pals now too. It only took a couple of years to get to that point.
So I opened my utility closet door, and Midnight ran in. It's teeny, so I didn't think he'd get in trouble in there. He likes to explore. So I didn't shut the door, and went off to unpack something or something. After a while I realized I hadn't seen Midnight in a while. Usually when that happens he's escaped. But he couldn't have escaped because the windows were closed and I hadn't opened the door. So I go to the closet. I thought I heard his collar, so I looked in. Then I looked in the corner, and yup. There's a kitten sized hole in the wall. So he had crawled into the wall. So I start to panic, thinking he's going to be stuck there and die. So I called his name, and each time I did he meowed and I could hear his collar louder and louder. Either he knew he was in trouble and didn't want to press his luck, or he was lost in the wall and was using my voice as a guide. Either way, he came out OK. I was convinced he'd die of wall poisening, but it's been a couple of days and he is still going strong.
Last night he climbed into bed with me and brought one of my slippers with him. It's bigger than he is. I thought that was rather cute too.
As far as I go, I don't have a whole lot to say. I've done nothing but work for the last month. I missed all but the very end of the Olympic opening ceremonies, but I did get to see most of the Closing ceremonies. The Olympics were my background noise when I packed and moved and anytime I did anything at home. I didn't really get to watch much. I was sad because I love the Olympics. My Mom and I would always watch as much as we could, and we didn't miss the opening ceremonies ever. It was sad when I went away to Grand Valley. That was the first summer I wasn't able to watch the Olympics with her. Maybe someday I'll be able to be home for it, but I'll have to change careers to do it. Sad :(
In the middle of RA training, on what should have been the day I started moving, I tripped on a doorstop and sprained my ankle. It was a good one, too. Swelled all up and hurt like hell. It still is sore to the touch and to move it side to side. My shoulder is still there too, and I haven't started physical therapy yet. Hopefully I'll get to start next week.
Someone knocked my side mirror off my car on Sunday night. I need to get that fixed too. That is only the second "accident" that has happened to my car parked in residential parking. The first was when I was an ACUHO-I Intern at Murray State right out of undergrad and someone dented the hell out of my door. grr.
The DNC is kind of interesting to watch. I missed Michelle Obama's speech because I was hosting an ice cream social for my building, but I did see the speeches last night and am watching tonight and tomorrow night. I forgot how much I kind of enjoy this stuff. I think it's sad that so many Hillary supporters are going to the right, but I guess they'll do what they think is right for them. I did spend most of Hillary's speech last night either thinking "Is this really true this time, or did you just make those stories up?" or "I thought Obama was the one being nominated? I didn't realize Hillary was still campaigning for herself...."
Well, I don't have much else to say, and I have to call home. Haven't talked to Mom in a good week or so, I think. And I need to call the Jacksons to find out when I get Tyler back...
Have a great rest of your week!
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