School hasn't officially started yet, so no amusing kid stories. But don't worry, I cause enough chaos all on my own to keep the ball rolling here.
Yesterday morning my beagle got really sick. Like, throwing up nine times sick. I thought he was dying. Of course, yesterday was my first day of meetings, so I couldn't really not be there. I made the decision to bring him with me to work so I could keep a closer eye on him. The second we got into the car, he instantly became happy, rambunctious dog again. He was relatively okay all day at school and I took him to the vet as soon as I could. After running $200 worth of tests, the vet diagnosed him with a serious G.I. upset, probably caused from eating something he shouldn't have eaten. In case you are unaware, beagles are notorious for garbage-digging. So I paid up and took him home, pumped full of fluids and anti-nausea meds.
This morning, the beagle seemed fine. He was sitting on my bed while I got ready to leave. We got brand-new staff t-shirts yesterday with the intent that we were to wear them at our back-to-school carnival so parents would know who staff members are. I was not going to wear mine until the evening because wearing something that I need to keep clean all day invariably leads to me spilling something on it. Inversely, if I wore a different shirt during the day and changed at night, the likelihood of me NOT spilling anything is 100%. Math never lies. I folded the shirt and left it on the bed, ready to put in my backpack, while I brushed my teeth.
The beagle puked on my shirt.
Panicked, I ran through my options in my head:
1. Wash shirt in sink and pray that it dries in time for evening event
2. Wear a different shirt to the carnival, confusing parents and aggravating my boss who bought the shirts specifically to be worn at the carnival
3 Wipe it down and wear it as is (not really an actual option, because gross)
4 Throw it in washer and drier at home, which would delay departure by at least an hour and cause me to be late to school
5 Find laundromat near school. Wash and dry it between meetings and event. Seems smart. Problem: no laundry detergent or cash on hand.
5. Call teammate who lives five minutes from school and beg her to wash my shirt and bribe one of her children to move it from the washer to the dryer during the day. Have teammate pick up shirt while picking up children. SOLD!
I remain hopeful that should you attend the carnival tonight, I will be wearing my new shirt. The beagle is not invited.
