This week has actually been pretty awesome. I did get some blisters from weed-pulling too much, but I get blisters from, like, walking down the street; I am a very blister-prone person. During crew season, man, I was basically making myself an entire pair of gloves out of hand-tape and bandaids. Good times.
Anyway. There were several close encounters with wildlife on Tuesday - three of these were relatively unexciting (three deer; one groundhog; half a dozen guinea fowl; all on various parts of the road as I drove places). The last - maybe it counts as the last two? I don't know - was considerably more thrilling.
( Cut for story! Which is probably much more boring than I think it is! )The end of the story is all very happy - I eventually did get the chipmunk running off in the right direction, and as far as I know the cat didn't manage to get him. As for me, I managed to do all this and return to work without my boss ever seeing me running around on her lawn like a crazy. Win-win.
Wednesday and Thursday were considerably less thrilling; I spent both of them watching as much Burn Notice as I could manage before going to work, where I mostly got splinters a lot. I got paid on Thursday, since I decided to take Friday off, and then went home, where there was
( BURN NOTICE OMG ♥♥♥♥♥. )As for
( Royal Pains, well. ) It strikes me as the kind of thing that could come out very like Burn Notice, with the blacklisting and the being all noble and occasionally getting paid for it and the trusted pair of snarky allies. Which I would be ALL IN FAVOR OF, let me tell you.
As for yesterday, that ended up kind of being Stilt Day, unexpectedly - or maybe the rehearsal for today being Stilt Day, as the case may be. The Norwich Historical Society is having some kind of big event today, with a group photo of everybody (like, they're trying for every single person in town, no lie) on the Green at 11:00, and then a whole bunch of crafts and games and tours of historical houses. Part of this event is going to involve me, walking my stilts around the games and interacting with small children; yesterday, I went down to the site with my mother, just to scope it out and test-walk for a while.
I love walking stilts, it's so much fun to do, but it always causes me a little internal tug-of-war; I can't say I don't like it when people pay attention to me, but at the same time, it's kind of embarrassing. Plus, I'm constantly reminding myself that I
shouldn't be liking it when I'm paid attention to, which doesn't help with the embarrassment thing. But it'll probably be good for me. I'm no great shakes at interacting with children; it can't hurt to practice while possessed of a virtual guarantee that they'll find me interesting. :D