The setting full-ish moon was beautiful last night and once again, its effect on lunacy was felt in full force.
First there was the caller who threatened to move the hospital bed into the yard if I didn't come pick it up right then and there. Okie-dokie, then. I don't think so, but I highly recommend this caller needs a chill pill, or at the very least, a cocktail--or 3 or 4.
Then there was the police officer who treated a natural hospice death as a "crime scene." His words, not mine. He was just a youngster, so I lectured the hell out of him and told him that whilst in school, he missed the classes, Common Sense 101 and Introduction to Empathy. I did manage to tell him that all of us experience death of loved ones and when his turn rolls around, I hoped that the police who show up at that "crime scene" demonstrate more respect than him.
Still smarting from my interaction with the officer 2 bullets shy of a loaded gun, I channeled a little of the madness myself when I told my husband that something he has been saying often of late, reminds me of my ex. Wrong. Thing. To. Say. I can only hope I'm off the list and his shoulder warms up soon. Still, if he's reading this, he's nothing like my ex and I would think being together a quarter of a century would be proof enough to him.
At 6:30 AM, mind you, I worked until 2 AM, clerical staff at my office called wanting to know if I could fix some care plans from May 2009. Now, if those care plan updates were my responsibility, I'd have had them done correctly the first time. Additionally, if they've been missing for 15 months, couldn't the call wait 3 more hours? Who in the hell goes to work at 6:30 in the morning? Gah!
I was able to fall back to sleep after interacting with Rude Caller, but awakened later to find that Mr. Leo had gutted the second (and last) telephone handset. If you have my home number, don't bother calling it as I have no idea how to answer a mangled phone.
Leo did not get a lecture, but he his now behind closed doors at Camp Bow Wow. May he come home completely exhausted.
Now I need to go put some fresh elastic in my big girl panties. I have a feeling I'm going to need a little extra something to hold them up tonight.