I don't usually drink coffee, but this morning I felt the need to get a boost. I went to the trusty coffee pot in the break room and got a cup for 25 cents and fixed it like I normally do when I do get some and took a big swig......sputter, spit, YUCK! Someone had made it twice as strong as it usually is and it was awful! I guess that'll teach me to drink that crap in the first place. It doesn't look very good either!
Anyway, I came in to work today with a different attitude. I have the "I don't care!" attitude. That way, I won't get all stressed out from being here. I figure if I keep that kind of attitude for the rest of my 6 months before retirement, I will be able to make it with flying colors! I don't care!
I have collected some boxes and I am going to start packing my junk to take home. That way, it'll be done when I AM ready to walk out, which could be any time now. My co-worker just gave me the evil eye when I said that I was packing up my stuff. I think he thinks I am going to quit VERY VERY soon. I am not. My husband wants me to stay my full 33 years and I am going to do that for him. That is, if I don't have a nervous breakdown first...thus....I don't care!
Did I tell you guys I got a parakeet? Well, I did. It's yellow. I think that bringing this thing home was a mistake. First of all, it's something else for me to have to take care of and 2nd, it makes noise! I have enough noise makers with 2 dogs barking and growling at the neighbors when they come home (reminder - I live in the country, so the neighbors are NOT close). Now I have this bird squawking too!. Here is a picture of one just like the one I got.
Now, I had to go to the pet store yesterday and like any good Parakeet Mom, bought stuff for the bird. I got a mirror with a bell on it(the lady said they really like a bell and they think the bird in the mirror is a friend), parakeet food, and a millet spray (the lady said they LOVE millet spray). I thought millet spray was some sort of push button stuff to spray on the bird. It's not. It's some sort of dryed weed the birds must like. It looks like this.
Anyway, I put all that crap in Miss Sweetie's cage and she hasn't moved since. I think she is terrified of it all. The people that had her before me, never took her out of her cage to play with her, so she is also terrified of my hand being in the cage. She FREAKS!
I am not sure I have the patience for all this. I may be looking for a new home for Miss Sweetie. Any suggestions on how to handle a terrified bird?
I think maybe it will just take time for her to get used to you and realize you're not going to harm her.
:) Maybe.