Yikes

After dragging myself out of bed and feeling exhausted and drained all day again yesterday (and already feeling exhausted and ugh this morning) I think I can safely assume and say that I have not yet recovered from not sleeping (at all) after the marathon baseball game on Tuesday (it was Tuesday wasn't it?)* 

And I think our clocks change this weekend so.... that'll get thrown in the mix and who knows when I'll stop feeling like I was hit by a truck that is still dragging me down the road! 

*A few hours later and I think it was Monday ;) 

I Don't Know Man

I'm three chapters and sixty something pages in to this book and I can't remember which (main) character is which.

Legit not sure if this is me not being focussed or the writing style or what. 

Sorry

Didn't get to write anything last night as I was watching a never-ending baseball game that went 18 innings (so double the usual number of innings) and then wasn't able to fall asleep anyway so now not sure if I'm awake or what....

Oh, Right....

It's half past nine in the evening on Sunday night as I type this and my thought was "oh dear, I haven't done any writing today or this weekend and I'd rather not have a nothing day tomorrow" so even though I'm trying to wind down for bed here I am.

I had intended to write this morning, but instead, I chose to try to book my covid and flu vaccines and ended up calling the vaccination support line and getting help through them and then realizing I booked one during work hours and so then having to change it and quite frankly by the time I had that all sorted and written in my planners and put on my calendars I was quite done and no longer in the mood.  I did put laundry on because, well, it had become a "get things done" kind of morning I guess.

So I suddenly have a Covid booster today (Monday) and since I didn't have a great time post "double shots" last year I'm doing them separately this year but the point I was about to make before I distracted myself was that I suddenly have a booster shot happening today and who knows how I'll feel the next few days (probably fine, right?) so at least this week will have one post out, you know?

We had some pretty intense weather this weekend.  Rain and wind wise.  Someone told me it was the tail end of a typhoon but I don't know.  I needed earplugs Saturday night to reduce the noise of the wind and Sunday mid day I came out of the shower to a TORRENTIAL downpour, so much so that in the time I had washed my hair, my windowsills and FLOOR were soaked!!!!  I had to close my windows to stop the rain from making puddles inside my place, it was wild.  Not for long, mind you, but quite a downpour for a bit.  I can't actually remember the last time there was rain on the floor in here.  I'm sure it's happened before but that was neato. (In part because I was home to wipe it up and not allow any damage!)

Oh, and it's Halloween week.  And World Series week.  And I really want my team to win but also my other team to win so all I know is that the blue team is going to win! (The Dodgers and The Blue Jays both are "blue" coloured teams in uniform and logo stuff)

Where The Streets

I haven't been to my water fitness class in a week due to the meds situation (but also having read that it might actually be possible to spread/catch a UTI from poorly maintained pools OMG KILL ME NOW) so this thought is a couple of weeks old, but there's one instructor who plays a lot of U2 and it got me thinking about how I've kind of gone off U2.

When "Achtung Baby" came out I listened to it NON STOP.  I LOVED it and loved the songs.  One... Mysterious Ways..... and Love is Blindness especially.  I still probably have the CD around somewhere.  But for whatever reasons, I no longer really enjoy listening to U2 and even those songs.  (Some of their early stuff I'm still good with.)

Maybe it was over saturation?  Maybe it's me having grown and changed?  I don't know.  I just know that a band and songs that used to be heavy in my rotation are now not at all.  And that's a little weird.

There are plenty of songs and bands that I've listened to for decades, hundreds of times.  I'm not sure what did or didn't happen for me with U2.  (And yes, I was one of the many who were furious when we were given that one album on our apple devices that time without permission.)

Just a strange realization I had the other day while listening to some U2 songs and thinking that I used to really like them a whole lot more.

Weird, eh? 

Ironic

I never did tell you what happened with my upstairs neighbour and his extremely heavy footedness.

So I know I only wrote the one post about it but it was bad.  Not "I'll get used to it" kind of noise, but really really stressed me out "how can I live with this" kind of loud and shaking my place.

I mentioned in my post that I was considering leaving a note and man did I ever get worked up over what to say and how to say it.  I talked to a few people and of course they all had different ideas and suggestions about how to go about doing it and I ended up typing up a note and leaving it for a few days and then going back to it and adjusting it and then handwriting it in a card.

(Which I then smudged, and so tried to write out another version but it smudged too and so I just said fuck it, the neighbour is getting a smudged note.  Sigh.)

I very anxiously left it at his doorstep with a small gift (a slightly fancy chocolate bar) and I waited very nervously for him to get home (he parks next to me and if I try I can look out and see our vehicles.)

At a certain point later that day I heard a car pull in, I looked and it was him and I thought "oh man, here goes... he's going to read the note and I don't know what's going to happen but I bet it's going to be bad." (Anxiety tells you things are going to be bad... I assume in an attempt to protect you from the bad?)

And then there was a noise at my door.  (Had he read the note already?  That was fast!?) But the noise wasn't someone knocking, the noise was someone trying to get in.  (This has happened before in this apartment, people aren't paying attention and don't go up the proper number of flights of stairs!)

I panicked.  I did NOT want to have to talk to this person in person.  But... he kept trying different keys.  I started to feel bad.  So, I steeled myself and hopped up and opened my door.  And there in front of it was a nice looking, sheepishly apologizing man saying SORRY OMG!

We introduced ourselves, I said not to worry it happens from time to time and then as he turned to walk away I awkwardly said "I.. um.. I... left... I um... I left you a note upstairs?" he paused.... "You're um.... a little...." and I made some sort of I don't even know what motion that was meant to show "stomp stomp stomp" and RIGHT AWAY he said "yeah, I've been told I'm a heavy walker."  Which was a huge relief to me because it's better for me if someone knows (about the thing I have issues with) and has been told before and I'm not the first one telling them.

He left and a few hours later I found a card at my door thanking me for the warm welcome (I had tried to be friendly but honest in my note) and for letting him know about the noise and that he was ordering slippers that should help and to let him know going forward and giving me his number so we could more easily communicate.

What a relief.  And an irony.  That I stressed for a week or two over if I SHOULD or how COULD I talk to this person and how awful their reaction would be an if I might have to do something extreme or talk to management or, or, or!  And it turns out if I had just waited a few more hours he would have tried to get in to my apartment by mistake and I could have babbled the whole thing out in person.

I mean honestly I might not have gotten my point across in person so it's probably good that I wrote it down for clarity's sake.  But it's a pretty funny story all in all.

My brother, when I told him, said that it sounded like the start of a rom com and I will just politely say that I don't think that's in play here (I'm assuming some things here but yeah....I don't think we're each others' types.)

He is quieter, and I could tell right away that he was trying.  Which was really sweet.

Every few weeks there is an evening when things are a bit thumpier but all in all it's SO much better and as he said to me when I said I'm conflict avoidant (when he said talk to me any time about anything) good conflict is important and that's something I'm working on for sure.

She Was Just Kidding!

Mother Nature had hit us with a little COLD snap the other week and I can see the leaves changing colours and so for sure fall is here but then Mother Nature started giggling and said she was just kidding about it being fall and the other day I had to throw all my windows back open and the extra blankets and weighted blanket off and it was "too warm" again to fall asleep!  (It was 20 degrees in my bedroom rather than the 17 or 18 it has been of late... and just those couple of degrees makes a difference apparently!)

And I've gone out for walks a few times over the last week or so and ended up carrying the jacket I started out wearing.  On one (beautifully sunny) walk I ended up in just a t-shirt.  In the middle of October!  

We've had some rain too.  Sometimes pretty heavy.  But this month has been beautifully sunny and a nice temperature, even if a few nights have been suddenly too warm for what we've been used to! 

 

One More "Oh, And?"

When I saw my acupuncturist with my "something is not right with my bladder but I don't think it's quite a UTI necessarily?" and she did her thing and was like "yeah you need to talk to your doctor, don't mess around with these, something is for sure going on" and she got me a herbal thing to try (from a company I trust) and said to avoid citrus and then she said "and sugar."

I must have made a face or groaned or something because she paused and said "well, we're all only human but..." and I mean I KNOW.

Sugar makes the bladder a super awesome place for bacteria to hang out.  And you don't WANT them to hang out.  Ergo.... enough with the sugar Victoria!

But.... but... it's I mean... It's literally my fave?  

But you guys, holy crap the ways that sugar is terrible for your health.

Not in the "it'll rot your teeth and make you fat" oversimplified ways we (or I at least was) were taught as kids but in "allows bad bacteria to flourish" and "causes inflammation" and kind of makes everything worse kind of ways.

So did I avoid sugar while I was going through the treatment?  I'm sorry to say I absolutely did not.  Sigh.

I know sugar's a problem for me.  I was doing rather well with it early in the year but then got sick and I suppose in an attempt to give myself some hugs and love I got less strict and I know it's addictive and I know it's horrible and I know I should stop buying it but I struggle with that very much.

While I'm grateful I don't have a substance abuse type addiction, I know that the amount of sugar I consume is very unhealthy and that I, especially as I age and my body systems deteriorate, I really should reduce what I take in.  I won't say eliminate as I think that's unreasonable for me and black and white things rarely work well in the long run but I do think a strong reduction might help me in a lot of ways I'm not aware of.

Le sigh.   

Oh And I Should Mention

On Saturday I called our eight one one system.

For those of you not in the province, it's a free system we have that will connect you to medical advice.  Calls usually include a bit of a wait, but it's free and it's wonderful and I'm very grateful we have access to this.

The reason I called is that this new to me (but not the world) powdery antibiotic came with the instructions to take a second dose 72 hours later if symptoms hadn't improved.  And because my symptoms were so "light" I didn't know if they had improved enough or if I should take another dose.  I know it's not good to take an antibiotic and not completely kill the bacteria but I also know there's no good to come from taking antibiotics unnecessarily and taking a second dose would mean another day off work (to deal with the symptoms) at least.  But what if I still wasn't ok?  

It was a Saturday so my doctors office was closed, so I couldn't even attempt to ask about a call with her or anything.  I would also have to get the pharmacy to get the second dose ready for me and I really didn't know what I should do.  

So I got to talk to a nurse (after about half an hour's wait on hold) and she agreed it wasn't that straightforward of an answer but we came up with a plan of action that we were both comfortable with and it involved drinking a "bucket load" of water to try to "flush anything out" and to see if I could eliminate some things that were making me feel "off" (like anxiety about this whole situation....)

The kind of ironic thing is that when you are making an honest attempt to drink WAY more water than usual, you end up needing to go pee way more than usual, which is one of the things I'd been aware of as a "symptom" at the start of all this.  Ha!

But long story shorter, I spent my weekend drinking a lot lot of water and taking the herbal "remedies" and I did not take a second dose of the antibiotic and I have a call with my doctor this week (about something else) in case I need to follow up.

But the point of this post was to say how awesome it is to have access to health care personnel via a phone call.  Very reassuring to be able to talk to someone and ask questions of someone with more knowledge and access to information than I have!

I'm grateful for the health care system I'm a part of and I'm glad I have access and I'm glad I have a family doctor for sure. 

And I mean here I am writing blog posts, which I wasn't up for doing a handful of days ago so I think it's safe to say I'm feeling better than I have in a while, you know?  

(But also let's hope I keep feeling better and didn't just accidentally create antibiotic resistant bacteria in my urinary tract!!!!)

Below Deck

I think I've been under the weather for most of this month.  

Typing this, by the way, lead me to wondering where the origin of the phrase "under the weather" came from and by anyone's best guess it has to do with boats... ships.  And that if you were seasick, you went below deck and so were "under" the weather.  

I'll accept that as an explanation and not go any further down any rabbit holes of wondering for now.

I say *think* because it hasn't been glaringly obvious and because I've been under a lot of stress, which never makes me feel good or 100%....

I hope you have never had a UTI (urinary tract infection) but if you have, you know when you have one.  Unfortunately.  

I remember a few weeks ago texting C-Dawg that the pee break I just had at work felt "suspicious"... in that it felt just a little bit like how a UTI feels.  Damnit.

Damnit because I don't do well on antibiotics.  There's not really a delicate way to talk about it other than saying I'm one of the 1 in 5 people who is negatively affected by antibiotics in my... well, my digestive system.  If I eat?  I need to be near a bathroom.  As things aren't going to stay to be digested, they are going to quickly make their way out.  (Sorry for those images... ahem.)

So I didn't want to do what one is SUPPOSED to do when one has a UTI and go on antibiotics because for me, it's one of those "the cure is worse than the sickness" kind of situations.  At least in how it makes me feel.

So I decided I would attack whatever was going on in my bladder system with natural remedies.  No, not cranberry juice, but other "herbal" things like D-Mannose. And things didn't get worse.

There would be a day here or there where I would get a dizzy spell.  Probably stress, I thought.  One day at work earlier in the month I actually asked someone to touch my forehead to see if I was hot.  They said I was warm and clammy.  Well, I mean that's not ideal, but yeah, maybe I was just probably kind of really stressed out right?  Nevermind the fact that I was having to go pee (sorry!) a lot.  But that could be anything right?  I was trying to drink more to help flush things out.  

But I wasn't feeling good.  Losing sleep (getting up at night to go, having trouble falling asleep)  I was extra miserable and unhappy.  It was hard to do my water fitness classes as all the jumping around really made me need to pee.  But damn if I didn't want to go on antibiotics.  Especially since there weren't the FOR SURE symptoms to tip me over the edge of knowing.

On Wednesday of last week I had a planned doctor's appointment for my now semi regular B-12 shot (which I don't remember if I did or didn't mention but I've been getting them for a few months now and I swear I'm sleeping better... go figure.) At work on Tuesday I got hit by a wave of "not ok" in the last half hour or so of my day.  I legit wasn't sure if I could drive home safely but I pulled myself together and did.  And then I booked off a sick day.  I had an appointment on Tuesday with my acupuncturist and she politely reminded me that UTIs are not something to mess with (sigh, I know) and so when I saw my doctor on Wednesday I mentioned what was going on.

It was kind of hard to explain that it wasn't a FULL BLOWN UTI and maybe just like a low grade one and that I didn't want to go on antibiotics because they were so rough on me last time, not just physically but emotionally (gut/brain connection and all) so she gave me the cup to give a pee sample in but of course I'd been avoiding drinking water that morning so I didn't get caught out and about needing to pee and so of COURSE there wasn't anything available to put in the cup.  Argh.  (A urine sample can be tested to see if bacteria are hanging out in your bladder.)

I started to feel really not great at the end of the doctor's appointment (she took my temp, it was fine, I was just not doing well) and so had her give me a prescription for a different antibiotic than last time and then I went and picked it up and despite her sending me home with a requisition for the pee sample, I just kind of said screw it and took the antibiotic.  It was, by the way, a powder!  That I put in water and drank!  How WEIRD!?  (And it didn't taste horrific which I expected it to because people are smart!)

I still had physical reaction from the antibiotics but it didn't hit me as hard as the last one I took (for five days vs this one oddly consumed dose) and here I am five or so days later going pee in normal amounts at normal intervals but also kind of still trying to drink a lot and take the herbal things to keep flushing out whatever might have decided to reside in my urinary tract uninvited and unwelcome.

I also bought something I didn't previously know existed, some home test strips that I will try next time knowing they are only so accurate.

I didn't want to go on antibiotics as it's an unpleasant experience for me but I think it's probably a good thing that I did and I'm hoping that the next few weeks show me that I wasn't having huge stress reactions but that I was fighting off a bacterial infection in my system that has now been removed.  (We hope.)

So yeah.... I've maybe been under the weather for almost a whole month while stubbornly not wanting to take the only medication that actually fixes the issue.  Le sigh.  

Bodies man... so weird! 

I Jumped The Gun

I have remembered to update you on the fact that on Monday evening, when I was SO excited to get in to my fully winterized and very cozy bed it was actually way TOO cozy!  I completely forgot that the "over the sheet" blanket isn't just soft, but is amazing at making and keeping in heat and warmth.  So much so that I ended up having to wrestle it off of my bed as I was way way too warm and there was no way I'd sleep with the amazing amount of warmth I was swaddled in.

So I'm back to the normal mid season covering situation with a fuzzy blanket by my feet in case of cold emergency and the big, delightful blanket has gone back into the closet for "later".

They also did end up putting the building heat up on Tuesday and that has made a difference as well but yeah, that was a bit of a funny shock to re-discover how warm that blanket makes things and how much it was not yet cold enough to need it. 

HA!

Ok that was the funniest thing!

As happens from time to time, I got in the shower to wash my hair and there was a spider in the far corner.  (The spider is the time to time thing, not the showering, just to be clear, I don't smell!)

I've probably talked about it before, but when there is a spider in the shower area, I will generally blow on them during the shower.  My thinking being that the spider will get annoyed and think "this is not a calm area for a web" and will move.  It has worked every time I've done it so far - the spider is gone by next shower.

So I got into the shower and was wetting down my hair and saw the spider in the far corner.  Ugh.  So I blew, expecting the usual "shaking of the web" that usually happens but this time, I blew, and the spider went FLYING!

Like FLYING right out of the corner, and thankfully through the small gap of the shower curtain and the wall but man oh man that was hilarious.  Maybe it had just arrived and hadn't yet set up a web or secured any webbing or who knows what but that has never happened before and honestly I'm not even sure how it happened as it did as I don't have that much strength to my "blow" of air and I was blowing into a corner and it flew off to the left?  It was comically hilarious.

But also meant I don't know where it landed and so after pushing the curtain aside for a moment, I just made sure to shake out my towels before I used them.  (I assume it landed on the ground and hurried to the dark spot under the radiator.)

I wish you could have seen it you guys, it was the funniest thing.  Puff... WHEEEEEE! Like a zip line I didn't know was there! 

Let's. (Let's) Play. (Play) Ball. (Ball!)

I can't remember if I've talked about it or not, but I've been watching baseball this year.

I haven't watched sports in decades (although I vaguely keep up with the sports I enjoy) probably since I gave up cable, but I've never minded baseball, and know enough about it to enjoy it and to know some of the big (long time ago even) names and stories.

I remember the Toronto Blue Jays doing well when I was in high school and how great that was, but again, that was a solid chunk of years ago.

Jason invited me to watch the World Series last year which was between the Los Angeles Dodgers and the New York Yankees and he is a Dodgers fan, so I followed suit.

I got SUPER stressed watching the games we watched, but in the end the Dodgers won and I remembered how fun it can be to support a team who does well.

This year, Jason asked if I'd like to watch this season and then he very kindly shared his MLB subscription with me (am I allowed to type that?) so that I could watch an entire season.  Which I have never done.

The Dodgers are the team I chose to follow in part because I got to like them and know them last year and because there are regional blackouts for game coverage and the Blue Jays games were blacked out on MLB all year.  (And I don't have it in me to follow any other teams but I do also root for the Mariners seeing as Seattle is close enough to BC that I feel like they're cousins or something.)

Well, here we are in the "post season" and all of the teams I like have made it into the almost final stage of the playoffs!

The Blue Jays (Toronto) are playing the Mariners (Seattle) and I'm in such a strange place of wanting the Blue Jays to win but also being very happy if the Mariners win because they have never gone to the world series and wouldn't that be neat for them and all of their fans!?

The Dodgers have a challenge with the team they're up against and I'm nervous about that (I'm really attached to all the guys now!) but man oh man the amount of anxiety I have had watching some of these games is NOT OK and so I'm trying to find ways to watch while keeping my stress level know.

I know that that stress and excitement is part of the enjoyment for a lot of sports fans but I am trying not to get too far down that rabbit hole for my own well being.  It's not fun for me when I'm super anxious watching a game.

I did have to purchase a month's worth of the other app that shows the post season in Canada, which means I can watch the Blue Jays games too which means for the first time in my life I sat down on Monday (holiday) and watched baseball starting at 2pm and then switched to another game before that game was over!

It also meant that at some point this weekend (I legit forget the day...Thursday?  Friday?) I watched 15 innings of baseball!  The game has 9 innings (unless it's tied and then it goes into "extra" innings and this game had FIFTEEN!  ONE FIVE!!! HA!  

Thankfully it wasn't a terribly late starting day (in my time zone at least) so I wasn't up too too late).

I did, however, have a dream about one of the players that night which I thought was hilarious.  For the first time I can remember I watched so much sport that my brain dreamt about it.  (Except the dream was the Mariners' big hitter "big dumper" - Cal Raleigh (their catcher) was hitting baseballs up onto mountains and then he and I would have to mountain bike down from wherever the baseball landed so I don't even know what that was about!) 

But yeah, it's an intense time of year for baseball and I'm apparently choosing to be dealing with that this year! 

Thanks

We had our Thanksgiving long weekend this weekend, which was lovely (as in I needed the break) and COLD!

It rained for a while and then got beautifully sunny but also the wind had a BITE.

Sunday night I was so cold again I had to close up my windows and grab extra blankets so first thing Monday morning I put my full winter setup on my bed.  Sheet, fuzzy blanket (which I ADORED last year) duvet (still the "summer weight" one, we'll see, I didn't use the other one last year) weighted blanket and smaller fuzzy blanket at the base to pull up as needed.

I also on Monday messaged building management to turn the building's heat up (our heat is "hot water" radiator and they turn it down for summer) and I had my windows half closed Monday too just to try to keep things from cooling too too much.  I sleep much better when things are cool at night, but there's also too cold for sure, so the balance matters and this is the first time this year that I've had to navigate this.

I, of course, don't know if this is a blip (we are expecting rain later this week which usually warms things up?) or if this is the start of winter type weather... we shall see.  I half expect to have to strip things off of my bed again for a few days in the next few weeks but there's no real guarantees either way.

All I know for sure is it was a lovely weekend and I was very happy for the break. 

Please And Thank You!

Dear Everyone-Who-Buys-Props-For-TV-Shows,

If you could please not buy the exact brand and model of phone I have at home, even though it's a super common, easily found brand and model I'd really appreciate it!  That way when the character's phone rings on the screen I don't jump thinking someone is calling MY land line!  Ok thanks!

(Note: this doesn't apply to cell phones as mine is always on silent mode and when I had a not smart phone I bought specific ring tones... yes I did!)

Thanks,

Victoria 

Oops!

Last night I was watching playoff baseball and got all riled up (one of my teams won and two lost) and so once it was time to try to go to bed I was super riled up and stressed.  I took a shower, but that didn't cool me down, so I sat up and watched a show while wearing my summer weight dressing gown.

When my show was over and I felt calmed down enough I headed to bed.  But I realized that wearing the short, lightweight dressing gown was maybe the equivalent of my eyes being bigger than my stomach and when I got in to bed I was so cold that I literally had my teeth knocking together from the shivering! 

I tried to warm up enough to fall asleep but ended up having to get back out of bed (a couple of hours later) to close up my windows a bit and get an extra blanket to put over my bed and then I did eventually fall asleep.

I woke up this morning to a delightfully chilly place, but that being said, it may also be time to crack open my main radiator...... it's fall.  For sure now.  

I over-chilled myself (the opposite of over-heating!) and so will see how tonight goes (without freezing myself before bed) before I turn on the old radiator. 

Brrrr/Sweaty!

When I got to work on Monday morning it was the first time this fall that I could see my breath in the air.  Rather chilly.

When I *left* work however, it was like a mid summer's day at 25 degrees!  A fifteen degree difference in just a handful of hours!  Fall can be wild! 

(And I love it.  These cool but gorgeous days are perfection.) 

Back to Normal

I packed my air conditioner away last week.  It's a little easier putting it away than getting it out but what I noticed the most is how much better I feel with it put away.

You see to get it to fit near both the window (for the exhaust hose) and a plug, and to make it make the most sense in my space, I fold down the "folding sides" of my kitchen table, turn it the "other" way and kind of jam it up against my desk.

I don't exactly remember when I got it out this year but let's say it's out for five months, so not quite half of a calendar year.

But..... when I put it away it's like my brain just sighs with relief to have everything "back to normal."

The table back out to full width, and the A/C unit covered and rolled off to the side.

I think it's because that's how my place has been for a while now.  Even though the A/C and its situation is for about half the year, I've only had it for a handful of years so the standard view of the place is what feels right.  It really surprised me this year how much calmer I felt with things *this* way.

I do wish summer wasn't so hard for me, and I am grateful that this summer was one of the better and easier ones I've had in a while but it really is nice to be back to not having the unit set up.  And I'm trying not to think too much about the fact that summer will roll around again and it won't be ideal and I'll maybe wish the cooler weather had lasted longer.  But for now, I'm just happy to have my place back to the way I like it.  

Oh ABSOLUTELY NOT!

Yesterday, I opened my fridge and something fluttered around INSIDE IT!.

It was a medium sized flying bug thing that I do not ever really recall seeing before and one hundred percent not inside my apartment nevermind inside my FRIDGE!! AAAAAHHHH!!

It seemed attracted to the fridge light so I pushed the thing that turns the light off but it flew to the back of the fridge which was worse and is when I said what is the title of this post... oh absolutely NOT!

So I got a cup and a flashlight and tried to lure it forward but that didn't work and I didn't want it to like settle in there and no I wasn't able to squish it for many reasons, so then I let the light go back on and when it got near to that I caught it in the cup but I wasn't thinking clearly and when I dragged the cup out of the fridge it FLEW UP AND HIT ME ON MY CHEEK AND I CAN STILL FEEL IT!!!!!

But at least it was out of my fridge, which I quickly closed and then got my swiffer to poke it down from the ceiling and capture it in the glass and escort it outside.

And then?

I composted, like took outside to the big compost bin, ALL of my opened veg.  The remaining bok choy that I didn't suspect as a source and the "pre washed" salad pack that I 100% suspect as the source of this creature that should NOT have been in my fridge.  I had just opened it the day before and it must have... I dunno, awoken? when I took it out of the fridge to open and gotten out but in the fridge I don't know!  I just knew I wanted all of the potential sources of flying insects out of my fridge and that I would never eat veg again and maybe never eat food again at all.

Why do I think this thing came out of something in my fridge rather than got INTO my fridge via my apartment?

In part because it was large enough that I would have noticed it flying around and I don't have my fridge open long enough for something to fly *in* so the horrible reminder that there are bugs and things in and on and around our food all the time has been shaken into my brain and it's going to take me a while to get over that!

And yeah, probably not buying that salad pack thing again.  (Even though it was made in Canada which is why I got it in the first place!)

And also, this may be mean of me but I hope the insect got eaten by a bird once I put it outside.  I don't wish it a happy long life, I wish it its place in the cycle of life.  Gah. 

(Oh and then later I went to make something and discovered mold on my cheese so it just wasn't a good fridge/food day in general!  The cheese is on me though for wrapping it wrong once opened.)  

Just Me?

Is anyone else finding it odd that we're already in October?