random truths – Day 1,048 (Sunday) – weekend update

Little guy did not
want to get up.

The weekend had a theme and it was headaches, sleeping late, and missing things. After the Saturday sleeping in, missing Finn Breakfast, and all day headache, Sunday featured an even later sleeping in, headache, and missing dance class. The alarm went off at 7:00, but it was 9:00 before I was finally awake and able to haul myself out of bed. What the heck? Winston was equally unwilling to depart the slumber cocoon. Little guy really is my soul twin. 

Dance classes were missed, but there were two things that happened as scheduled today. Knowing the aggravation (mine) that would result from failure to buy a roasted chicken for Winston’s meals which would not be touched without the poultry embellishment, I went to Market Basket. There was a tiny debate as to which Market Basket to visit, but out of habit, the car headed to Fletcher Street (Store #1 in the chain).

At 2:45, I sprinted down the coffee aisle to the back of the store and the chicken warmer. Despite there being another five hours until closing, the warmer was empty. The lights were on but no roasted chickens were home.

Behind the deli counter, the door to the roaster stood open, revealing an empty roasting oven. A worker in a red jacket was emptying something from the roaster, but it wasn’t fresh roasted chickens. I asked if there would be more chickens. The answer was “no,” accompanied by a weary head shake.

I bolted from Store #1 and headed to the other contender in the debate just a few minutes earlier, Market Basket Store #88, 2.5 miles away on Pawtucket Boulevard. The chicken warmer near the entrance to Store #88 held at least a dozen hot roasted chickens and I grabbed one. 

The second thing that was accomplished as scheduled was a 4:00 meet and greet with a pet sitter found on Rover.com. We went to the house to meet the sitter and see the boarding space and play areas. Winston was a total gentleman. There were two dogs in the house and three on the deck and Win sniffed around and seemed comfortable. One dog came inside from the deck, and Win was calm as she sniffed his butt very thoroughly.

I’m so glad to finally know about this online pet sitting site and so annoyed that I didn’t know about Rover before. Life has been suffocating and small over the past six years due to not having a pet sitter. The sitter we met today is four miles away from the house. This is a game changer. Better late than never, and time to seize life by the road trip.