A Series of Unfortunate Events

It has been an interesting 24 hours. I'm gonna go ahead and blame these events on my slight mixture of a cold and allergies and other such things that didn't exactly lead me to feel 110% yesterday...andddd this morning. It all started with the Saga of the Lost Cell Phone. I headed over to the Virginian's with the Maj's car, and while lazing about I realized that Sir Twinicus was supposed to be calling, texting, sending a smoke signal, really just communicating in any way, buuut it wasn't quite happening. So after a thorough search of my large purse that tends to cause things to disappear, I failed to locate the little silver device and hence decided to search the Maj's vehicle. The search returned absolutely nothing...naturally. So after the lovely mini search party, it was determined that it had to be back at the Chat.

Upon my return home we began searching...Round Two. The Virginian called over and over while I ran about the various parts of the house that I had been in earlier that day. While standing in the kitchen (all surface areas devoid of any items resembling a phone) I heard the familiar buzz. I shifted towards my lovely little cabinet only to realize that it was inside the cabinet. After removing several items, I noticed that one item was actually buzzing itself. Naturally, my little cell phone had taken up residence in the Wheat Thins box. Score one for the home team...

Waking up this morning I managed to put my underwear on inside out and put my tank top on backwards before making it into the office. Now, the undies situation was realized before exiting the house, and was remedied, but the tank top situation not so much. As I was sitting in my cubicle of glory (where the name tag is still incorrect) typing away and editing United Way stories, I looked down and noticed that the purple fabric was pulling funny. Huh, I thought to myself. I really didn't notice that when I bought this thing. Perhaps the lighting was off in Old Navy...or maybe I just failed to recognize the minute detail. Anyways, I flipped it over and lo and behold, the tagless tag was blaring in my face.

To top things off, I decided to broadcast my idiocy to the World of Facebook and five minutes later my boss walked in and laughed at my backwards tank top and asked how in the world my phone could have possibly ended up in a Wheat Thins box. Awesome. Let's also keep in mind that on Monday I was forced to wear white athletic socks with orange and yellow polka dots in my dress shoes because I couldn't find my black ones and was running late...annnd my boss and another woman in the office both flooded my cubicle and commented on that. Bahaha Joke Show USA.

I'll be here all week, folks.

Ann Arbor, so hot right now. Ann Arbor.

It is unbelievably hot in Ann Arbor. I can't handle this for much longer, especially sans air conditioning. The Chat reached the temperature of 91 degrees on the DOWNSTAIRS thermostat, which we all know hints at the upstairs unit being a whole new definition of indoor inferno and needless to say, as a resident I am melting. Not Wicked Witch of the West melt style, more of a slow deterioration of mental saneness, accompanied by exhaustion, a lot of sweat, and a lot of H20 intake in an attempt to maintain a level of togetherness. Togetherness...whatever that means!

In all the heat and official Weather.com Heat Advisories I might add, I have not attempted much for the sake of my health and probably the health of those around me that would potentially have to deal with my sweaty meltdown.

• Thank goodness it's Dead Week for Skyline Volleyball, because we aren't currently in the air conditioned gym, and although it is significantly cooler than Pioneer would be on ANY given day, I have become spoiled and accustomed to the high class facilities that Sky High has to offer and therefore would not have wanted to attend either open gyms or the Rec & Ed game...
• Considering I only have to work a grand total of two days this week, I suppose that's a pretty good thing as well. The only downside is that my workplaces are air conditioned, and so I wouldn't mind nearly as much going into work when it is imitating Death Valley outside (as well as inside the Chat).
• Tuesday was a day spent at the original Home Unit with the Maj...in the A/C. Crafting and reading all the livelong day. AKA attempting not to expel any unnecessary energy less it create an increase in body temperature. I wasn't allowed to go to work because it was finally Moving Day! Our office moved to the corner of Liberty and Fifth which is just really great news...minus the fact that I will be the one in charge of unpacking and organizing every thing that I have spent the last three weeks packing.
• Going backwards, Monday was an evening in which the fam attempted to golf. Poor life decision if I do say so myself. Considering I suck at this leisurely activity, I wasn't exactly pleased to be going out when it was still above ninety degrees at the crack of 6pm. Sucked even worse, and had a serious case of swamp ass. The upside to this situation was that the course was legitimately empty of another soul, so I was able to drop trow and air out for a minute at some hole number that I could pretend to know, but actually have no clue what it really is. Feel free to judge, I clearly don't have Golf Etiquette down to a tee quite yet.
• Today was spent trying not to move in the hot hot heat the Chateau had to offer. Spent a large portion of the day being artsy fartsy for the first time in a long time, watched quite a bit of television, and perfected fan angles so they provided the most effective (but really freaking hot) breeze!

Basically, I'm really excited to work from 9-5 tomorrow because I will be submersed in the A/C of a real office building. I wonder if I'll have to pack a couple of layers just in case I have become accustomed to this extreme warmth the lovely atmosphere has decided to provide to my beloved Mitten State.