Ice Cold Wake Up Call

Monday was my first day free of dogs!

On Monday night I was so excited not to have to wake up in the middle of the night (5:00 AM) to get up and let the dogs out. 

And by let the dogs out I don't mean open the door and let them go out. 

I mean, these people have a fully fenced in back yard and, on top of that, an electric fence to make it even more secure AND THEY STILL WANT ME TO GO OUTSIDE AND ACTUALLY WATCH THE DOGS SO THEY DON'T RUN AWAY!! Guys this is December in Wisconsin, it wasn't warm. It was ridiculous. 

So, again, I was excited not to have to be up at five in the morning standing outside in the cold. I had set my alarm for 6 (had to be to work by 7). I had taken a shower the night before, so when the alarm went off I decided to hit the snooze button for another 30 minutes. It was so nice. I had a smile on my face as I quickly turned to lay back down and drift back into a peaceful slumber. 

I guess I turned to quickly because I ended up with ...

A FULL GLASS OF ICE COLD WATER ON MY HEAD!! 

Talk about a freezing cold wake up call! 

I had set a tall glass of water on my headboard the night before and had knocked it over...right onto me.

I've always seen people being awoken this way in the movies, but I always thought "Oh, that wouldn't be so bad!"

I don't admit this often, but I WAS WRONG.

It was terrible!

But you know it actually works! It wakes you up and it's hard to go back to sleep because EVERYTHING is wet, not just your face like it shows in the movies. I was drenched, my pj's were wet, my pillows were soaking, and my mattress was a sopping mess! 

So much for peacefully sleeping in! I don't think I'll ever put my water on my headboard again. 

Dog Sitting

On top of my two real jobs (Medical Receptionist and Barista) and Business school I also dog-sit as a pastime activity. (I know I'm super lame) 

Yesterday one of my clients asked me to come over for dinner. 

Guys. I am a very socially awkward person.

Especially in these types of situations. I get nervous and nauseous and I have no idea what to say or do. 

I like to believe, in my head, that I pull these situations off well without letting anyone else know how awkward I feel, but probably not. 

I didn't know what she wanted. I had done this before for her. I know her dogs. Why was she asking me over? 

I felt like I was being called to the principle's office. I felt like I was going to puke. What were we going to talk about for so long? 

I bucked up and happily agreed to go over for pizza. 

One of my main motto's for life (after why the hell not?) is fake it til you make it. 

I had to take a deep breath before I rang the doorbell, but I did it. I didn't run away in fear, like I really wanted to. 

And guess what?! I survived. 

I didn't throw up or die. I even carried on conversation like a normal human being. I'm very proud of myself. 

It did help that she did most of the talking. 

And it turns out that she wanted to ask me over because they are going away for 18 days!

The most I've ever done is about a week. 

I can see why she wanted to have me over to talk about it. There are a lot more things to be taken care of when you're there a month verses a weekend. 

She retold me several things that I already knew. She just kept saying "It just makes me feel better to tell you again". I understand completely. It's hard to leave your dogs for so long, but if I didn't know where the dog food was I think I would be in trouble. 

I'm excited about it. It's like a new adventure. Plus I am way less awkward around the dogs.