Hasty Business

Today, someone scared the crap out of me by ringing the doorbell while I was home alone. Then, the proceeded to knock rapidly, like it was just so damn urgent. I got up from my chair and walked past the door and got a glimse of a scrawny bearded guy in a navy jumpsuit. I think he saw me retreating down the hallway, because he knocked that same frightening way (knockknockknockknockknockknockknockknock). Dammit. I went into the kitchen and hid. after waiting a minute or two which felt like forever, I looked out the window. There, in the driveway, was a Uhaul truck with a Fed-X logo stuck on the driver door. I called my mother. Apparently the packages are from China? What the hell did we buy from China, and why do they so urgently need to be signed for? This is 10:30am on a Monday, mind you. People are at work! Later on, Pam came by and paid me 30 bucks for taking care of her dogs. They are going on vacation next Friday, and I will be taking care of them (the dogs) again. Not much else happened today. MLIA.