Like a Vacation, But Less Expensive and Without Getting Lost
Over the weekend I house and dog-sat for my brother and Crazy Girl. There was really no reason to stay at their house - in the past when I dog-sit, they just drop the dog and her things off at my place. I don't even know why I asked if I could stay over, really. But I did, and they said I could, so I did.
Saturday morning I hiked up the hill to their house and tried to remember what Crazy Girl had told me about which key was for which lock. Of course I forgot to write it down and so of course I forgot and wound up standing outside for a long time playing with keys. On Saturday it was very hot in the city (for here), and as I climbed up the flights of stairs it only got hotter. But I forgot all about that when Le Pooch raced down the last set of stairs to greet me, tail wagging wildly.
She raced up and down the stairs around me, jumping and running in circles as I put my things down and took off my shoes. When I picked up Le Pooch, she laid her head against my shoulder and we had an, "Awww" moment. My brother had left me post-its on each of the three remote controls, detailing how to use them to watch a dvd. I laid down on the couch to watch Water (while drinking some ice water), and fell asleep reading subtitles. When I woke up the movie was still going, and I'm not sure what I pressed to turn it off before stumbling to the bedroom, Le Pooch following me down the hallway.
I never allow myself to fall asleep on the couch at home. I feel like it's rude to my roommate - what if he wanted to sit there? Or have a friend over in the living room?
The next morning I stripped the bed and did a wash of sheets and towels. Later, I spreaad everything all over the couch to fold. For no real reason, I left it all out when Le Pooch and I went for a long walk. Because I could, I guess. At home I would never do that. I fold laundry in my bedroom, putting it in piles on my bed before putting all my clothes away.
Maybe this is why I had asked to house-sit. Crazy Girl and Golden Boy were only gone overnight - they didn't need their house "sat." But maybe I had needed a break from being considerate all the time. It was a great break.
Then I came home and cleaned crumbs that weren't mine off the kitchen counters.
Saturday morning I hiked up the hill to their house and tried to remember what Crazy Girl had told me about which key was for which lock. Of course I forgot to write it down and so of course I forgot and wound up standing outside for a long time playing with keys. On Saturday it was very hot in the city (for here), and as I climbed up the flights of stairs it only got hotter. But I forgot all about that when Le Pooch raced down the last set of stairs to greet me, tail wagging wildly.
She raced up and down the stairs around me, jumping and running in circles as I put my things down and took off my shoes. When I picked up Le Pooch, she laid her head against my shoulder and we had an, "Awww" moment. My brother had left me post-its on each of the three remote controls, detailing how to use them to watch a dvd. I laid down on the couch to watch Water (while drinking some ice water), and fell asleep reading subtitles. When I woke up the movie was still going, and I'm not sure what I pressed to turn it off before stumbling to the bedroom, Le Pooch following me down the hallway.
I never allow myself to fall asleep on the couch at home. I feel like it's rude to my roommate - what if he wanted to sit there? Or have a friend over in the living room?
The next morning I stripped the bed and did a wash of sheets and towels. Later, I spreaad everything all over the couch to fold. For no real reason, I left it all out when Le Pooch and I went for a long walk. Because I could, I guess. At home I would never do that. I fold laundry in my bedroom, putting it in piles on my bed before putting all my clothes away.
Maybe this is why I had asked to house-sit. Crazy Girl and Golden Boy were only gone overnight - they didn't need their house "sat." But maybe I had needed a break from being considerate all the time. It was a great break.
Then I came home and cleaned crumbs that weren't mine off the kitchen counters.
Labels: City Livin, Crazy Girl, Golden Boy, Le Pooch
posted by Green at 4/14/2008 11:12:00 AM
3 Comments:
I am convinced you're a pretty awesome roomie.
And an awesome house/dog sitter
And an awesome couch sitter.
I think if you and I lives as roommates, we'd have a pristine couch.
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