Our new secretary came into my office yesterday. The radio was on, but I wasn't paying attention to it. She said, "Are you listening to L!nk!n Park?" I said oh, that's on the radio. She said, "I like that song." It was the Jay-Z/LP trainwreck. I didn't jump into how much they suck, just trying to be polite and not to offend her. Now I'm worried that she thinks I like them. Should this be bothering me this much?

I vacuumed out the car yesterday, and finished around 5:15. Because the outlet in the garage is messed up, I had to plug the shop vac up in the kitchen. The door would not close with the cable running in, so I pulled a chair up against the door to keep it somewhat closed. Apparently, it was enough for Thea to get out. I then worked out, showered, and started cooking dinner. I didn't realize she was gone until about 6:45 when I fed the cats and she was not there yelling at me.

I looked everywhere in the house twice, looked in the cluttered garage, looked and called for her outside...no Thea. I was giving myself a headache worrying because it was going to be below freezing last night. Though she is fast and agile, she is also declawed and probably more plump than, say, a raccoon. I wondered if she knew to stay out of the road, if she would come to one of the doors, if she could get away from a dog, or whatever. Jeff looked again inside and out when he got home. I ate my dinner, then we went out to look for her again, with plans to walk up and down the road, as well. I went into the front yard with the intention of looking under the bushes that separate our yard and the neighbor's. I shined the light by the side of the house where the fence attaches. I saw something black that I first thought was just a shadow. I get closer and see the shine of fur. I start calling her name and walking closer - no movement. I walk closer and closer, saying it louder and louder, still no movement. My stomach is doing flips. I thought she was dead. It wouldn't be the first time this scenario has happened to me.