Has it really been FOUR weeks since we’ve been on lock-down? FOUR WHOLE WEEKS since my office has effectively been closed?

If it wasn’t for the fact that everything else is closed I’d think I was in Heaven!

This has been an interesting week.

Last Saturday LB and I “attended” a funeral via Zoom.

LB’s cousin Julie died last week and was buried on Saturday in Merritt Island Florida. Because of social distancing regulations, only ten people were permitted to be there.

It was a sweet graveside service preceded by a sweet video of photos showing highlights of Julie’s life. It was an experience I never imagined I would have.

Sunday was a quiet and relaxing day.

LB and I watched Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.

Any movie with Paul Newman and Robert Redford reminds me of my daddy.And especially Robert Redford.

Then Monday it was back to work.

The week began with system equipment problems and would eventually culminate in a call to tech support for assistance with internet connectivity trouble. This was an entirely different trouble, but still part of a technologically challenged week. As of workweek end, we have a new router to install.

On Tuesday LB and I took a drive to see Stephanie and deliver some cat food for Amie. This is a story in itself and a lesson that I won’t soon forget. It began in January when Stephanie and I had a discussion about Amie and her obvious weight problem. I offered to do some research to find a solution and eventually found a product with great reviews that I thought we should try. I bought a case of Whole-Hearted canned cat food for Amie, hoping that her picky palate would appreciate the taste and it might help get her weight under control.

Fast forward two months… apparently Amie liked the product because on March 29th Stephanie wanted information on where to purchase more.

Success!

I offered to buy another case and throw in some dry food as well. My plan was to have it delivered to Stephanie’s house so she could have it right away. I asked Steph to verify her address and proceeded to place the order.

On Monday April 6th Stephanie asked, “Mom did the cat food ship?”

Hmm… I have an email that says it was delivered on March 31st.

Long story short… it was established that I TYPED THE WRONG ADDRESS FOR DELIVERY.

The weight control cat food was delivered to Stephanie’s neighbor… 3 houses down. It was ALL MY FAULT and I could not in good conscience call Petco and lie. So, I investigated the neighborhood, determined who lived at the house where the cat food was delivered, and sent them a handwritten, heartfelt, plea for assistance:

Good day sir,

I received a UPS tracking email letting me know that a shipment of cat food purchased for my daughter’s cat had been delivered to your home. If you would be so kind to leave that package on the doorstep of 4#1# $1N@w0pd Road, I would be most grateful.

Thank you for your valuable time and understanding.

[My expectations were low, but how could it hurt to try?]

Fast forward to Tuesday April 21st. My backup plan cat food had arrived at MY HOUSE and it was time to take a drive. After a successful delivery of said cat food to Stephanie and her precious Amie, LB and I drove SLOWLY down the street to look for the mysterious weight-control-cat-food hording man.

As we drove by his house the only sign of life was a skinny, yet satisfied cat lounging on the front lawn.