Today is day 3 of having a squirrel in our office. Unfortunately, I am more afraid of squirrels more than any other common animal, so it’s all I can think about.
If I knew the squirrel had a mustache and beret, I’d be pretty pumped, but I’ve seen the little rat and it doesn’t. It’s got rat eyes and a rat face and I know it’s making plans with other squirrels to take of the entire office space. If you need me, I’ll be at my desk crying.
My number one concern for most of adult life has been making sure I have a roof over my head when it’s time to go to sleep, and still I’ve been tricked into camping this weekend. If it’s good enough for Ron, I can give it a go. I’m not sure if I am prepared, but I have a flannel shirt on so I’ve got that going for me. Enjoy your weekend!