My grandmother has been in and out of the ER for the past few weeks. She only lives about an hour away so at least one of us has been visiting and spending nights to help her recover from a series of problems exacerbated by incompetent physician’s assistants. She’s getting better, but slowly.
The high school baseball season is ending soon. We had a fun awards night featuring a video where I spoke in the voice of Morgan Freeman featuring little kids going after a foul ball. We finished 20-3, and the conference tournament is this Saturday if there’s no rain. On a semi-related note, I was tricked into getting my hair gelled into a mohawk and sprayed blue.
As if this wasn’t enough, I was given quite a startle at about 1:00 on Wednesday morning when I saw a bat flying around my head. I stormed out of the room and slammed the door shut. Wide awake from the commotion, my parents headed upstairs as we tried to find out how to coerce the bat out of my room so I could, y’know, sleep.
My dad and I donned full fencing gear, gloves, and a toboggan underneath our helmets, and spent the next hour and a half trying to find the dang thing. We turned the room upside down as my mom was at the computer in the other room yelling instructions to us. We finally trapped the bat in a clear box at 2:30 in the morning. We still have no idea how it got into the house, as exploration of the attic later on revealed nothing.
As if this wasn’t bad enough, today has featured a busted air conditioner (as soon as the 90-degree weather started up), a leaking pipe on the outside, and a seemingly overnight growth of algae in the pool - or at least the water that has accumulated on top of the cover.
Ugh.
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