I left work early (5:30) to try to get home a bit early to let my dogs out since JB is out of town. An hour and a half later (Let's see... 1.5 hours divided by 16 miles... That's 5.6 miles per hour. Yep, sounds about right.), I get home only to find that the idiot who cleans our house left the garage door WIDE open. Nice. With JB out of town, I've barely been sleeping as it is.
In a fury, I call JB in Florida. After raving about the cleaning person's idocy, how she is SO FIRED, in my frenzy, screaming "Susan ***** is an idiot" (actually I think I screamed 'fucking idiot,' to be precise) into the back yard (she lives in the neighborhood behind us), and telling JB to cancel the check for today's cleaning, I walk the house to make sure 1) everything appears OK and 2) nothing has been stolen.
I'm still sitting here, and so is my computer, so I guess all will normalize. I can't believe that idiot. Welcome home.
Shit.
After note: Yeah, ask me how my study of Buddhism, peace and love and all that crap is going. All hour and 1/2 sitting in traffic I kept trying to Practice the way the Dalai Lama advises in the book I am currently studying. I tried to take the situation and recognize it as a gift for me, to be able to practice what I studied and enhance my ability to exercise patience and tolerance.
Then, when I finally got home and figured out what was going on (I was initially confused, thinking maybe JB had come home early, maids were still here, something), I totally flipped my lid. I was spitting venom.
Umm... Yeah... Guess I've still gotta work on that whole anger thing.
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Hum. I accidentally leave our garage door open all the time. I never thought it was a big deal.
Wow, like, all day long while you're at work and no one is home? Wide open (not just unlocked, but physically open)? Call me crazy, but that's a pretty big deal - to me, anyway.
Got anything good in the house worth stealing? And what is the address again? :-)
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