We just got back from Punta Cana. It was such an amazing week… I don’t want to be home but that’s the shitty part about vacations. They aren’t forever, unless you’re retired or a hitchhiking hobo.
Typically, people post up pictures from vacations so that you can be jealous and wish you had left your crummy job for a week to do and see what they did. No, I’ll spare that for you until at least another post.
I am currently sitting in a whirlwind of fans that were purchased from Meijer on our way home from the airport. All of the windows are open and I’m hoping this artificial cyclone helps our… situation.
I have a story to share about us and our backyard. The night before our flight left, we eased ourselves into a relaxing marathon of enjoying some quiet time. We packed all week, making it a breeze that night. At dinnertime, there was no sense in cooking a big meal when we’d be gone for the week, so naturally, Donny chose to heat up some popcorn chicken from the freezer. Good stuff.
There we were, sitting on the living room couch, plates in hand as we opened our mouths to take the first bite of our meaty popcorn… and it hit us.
An recognizable odor pervaded the living room and with our mouths wide open, we took a huge gulp and realized that a skunk had just been killed in our trap by the bay window on our left. The trap had been put out there to catch the woodchucks that often visit us every spring. You know what else lives in woodchuck burrows? Yup. Skunks.
I don’t remember if I finished eating before we grabbed all of our stuff and ran upstairs to hide under the covers. All of the doors leading to the bedroom were shut, yet, you could bite into that stench from underneath the blanket.
Sleeping that night was a chore. We tossed and turned, but could not escape the smell.
The next morning, we woke up early to catch our flight out, only to realize that the smell was worse. Donny bravely ran outside and threw the skunk (with trap) into the ditch behind our yard. Sorry, neighbors. I’m glad he did, because its smelly butt juices were seeping into the side of our home, right by the windows.
We left. We didn’t just leave… we hauled ass. BUT. It gets worse…
To be continued.