What a week it's been!
Monday, I read a news story about a Fed Ex truck that went off the road and into a creek in my town. I thought 'huh, that's near me" and "hey, I have a package that's supposed to be delivered by Fed Ex AND another by the Post Office today. I get home from work to discover they've left a "reschedule we need a signature for one package (USPS)" and I get a text "delivery exemption" from Fed Ex. I reschedule the USPS package for Tuesday.
Tuesday: no USPS package arrives despite three texts that swear it's on the way. USPS tracking suddenly disappears; neither the original number or the reschedule confirmation show up anywhere in the systems. At 8 pm, I call the USPS hotline because the package is very expensive gift for Christmas and they file a report, promising my local office will call me tomorrow. It snows 5 inches. Fed Ex package is still sitting with the exemption notification. Hubs slips on the ice and sprains his ankle.
Wednesday: I get hubs set up in the chair with the ottoman then get ready to go to work. Nibbles barks about 9:30 just before I get in the shower. After shower, phone rings; it's the local post office. "Your package arrived, right?" Me: "Uh, no?" "Guy says one of you just signed for it." Me (shouting to hubs): "did you sign for a package?" "Nope." "We didn't sign for it." "Guy says you did, ticket closed." Hangs up phone. I get dressed, go downstairs, and package is on porch. No one rang the bell and we didn't sign for it. Hubs is convinced there's something fishy, but we have package. Meanwhile, Fed Ex package is still at the weird exemption; when I get home at 5 pm, it's on the porch. It has been taken out of the original packing, everything inside opened up, repacked, and they have cut the original label (cardboard and all) and taped it on a new box. I get a text two hours later that my package was 'damaged due to circumstances beyond their control,' i.e. it was in the truck that went off the bridge into the creek.
Thursday: last day of classes. A student doesn't show for their presentation, another sends an email asking when our finals time is (it's next week, not this week), I overhear some very super juicy gossip about one colleague, and realize another doesn't remember my name. It's the last day of regular classes.
Friday: my oldest calls about 1 pm with the news she's been laid off. The big boss sold the company and the new owners already have a full marketing department. She's getting no severance; her immediate boss, who called and told her, is going to fight to get her unused PTO paid. Oldest is sobbing because she loved that job and the people she worked with and she had no idea this was coming. No one did.
Yeah. It's been crazy. I really want a normal, nothing happens day. Maybe two. Is that two much to ask.
