January 18, 2016
Although it showed everywhere that the temperature would be either minus 10 (that in the subway stations) or minus 13 (that on my cell phone and tablet) I am definitely sure that it has been at least minus 15 and it felt like minus 20.
When we went out in the morning, Rex and I, after a long fight that tired me completely before leaving the house – as you already know Rex doesn’t take it too kind to getting dressed or to have the leash on, I felt like every breath would freeze my throat and the skin of my face would peel off in ribbons.
Of course, after not even 20 m, I found myself in the situation of picking him up and running towards home, as he had already stopped frozen, with one little paw up. He was looking at me with so much sadness that I felt like all the pains in the world dropped on him.
To give him a chance to take care of his morning ritual, I left the door to the yard open so that he could run out and inside without freezing and I decided, bravely, I may say, to have my morning coffee outside while talking over the phone with my mum.
I work at home some of the days of the week and not only for my regular job but also for my side job as an interpreter and Rex learnt that while I am on the phone, he must keep silent.
While I was talking to my mother, the neighbors decided to come outside and smoke. Now, I must tell you that Rex hates them with a passion – not that he loves any strangers, though, but there are some he simply ignores. Not these ones, though!
Of course, he wanted to bark to them, as he is prone to do whenever he sees them, but the problem was that he saw me on the phone. He came to me and started to push his head up and open his muzzle to let me know he had to bark but I pretended not to see – yes, I know, I was very mean. Anyway, he was so funny! He wanted so much to show his displeasure that those guys were out and he couldn’t! However, I appreciated that he managed not to bark even if he wanted to. I didn’t expect so much of control from him, especially because I never work in the yard and I thought he would see the difference.
After a while, he started running again, and again, he slid on the frozen snow – I haven’t cleaned the snow in the yard and I don’t think I will do it too soon (or ever). He tried to stop but ended with his little head in the fence again. I don’t think he was hurt as he came back and started playing with his ball and anyway, after having fallen on his head so many times and after the episode when he managed to strangle himself when he was a puppy (luckily I found him in the nick of time), I don’t really think that there’s something that could really hurt him.
He has learnt a lot from his mishaps. Now, he avoids certain things, and that keeps him safe. The problem is that if something happens, he never tries that thing again and that happened with the climbing of the stairs.
If up to last week he could climb up the stairs and I had to carry him only downstairs, now, after sliding down the first flight of stairs, he refuses to approach them anymore. To make him climb them, it is impossible. So, presently, I have to carry him downstairs but also upstairs. Luckily he is not very big.
After the rush in the morning, I had to turn into a mummy to go to work. At least, that’s how I felt after I got dressed.
The bus was fine, I cannot complain. However, the train had a little surprise for me: a fire alarm investigation at Eglinton station delayed the entire traffic on line one and I got to work late.
As Bloor St was not very clean – how I miss Quebec City sometimes, I couldn’t walk with usual speed and I got to my office only at 12:15. Luckily, tomorrow I work from home and I don’t have to repeat the trip!
The trip back home was much more adventurous. When I got to the subway station, it was effectively packed – either no train had passed by for a while, or suddenly everyone had decided to take a ride.
There were lots of young people – probably coming from college, I don’t know, but there were lots of them and they were so noisy, that I could feel my head starting to protest.
It was not possible to get onto the first train – I can’t stand the crowds and, besides that, I had the laptop with me and it gets quite heavy in the evening.
The second train came only after a long time. I checked the time showed by the station: three minutes. I had an entire conversation with my daughter for about ten minutes, before the train came. I think my cell phone shows a different time than the one of the TTC. There’s no other explanation.
Now, when the train came, I realized that the evening belonged to specialized trains: the first one was 80% students; the second one was 80% drunk people – for a Monday evening, that’s amazing! There were a few working people lost in the landscape.
After enjoying the lewd remarks of some of the majority population on the train, I managed to find a corner where I was protected by the loud music that a guy was listening to without using earphones. The music was much, much, much better than the words of the others and therefore, I decided to stick with it.
Then I had to take the bus – a never-ending trip! The bus was there when I got to the stop. I got on the bus, I even found a seat. The driver closed the doors - I thought he was going to drive away. Suddenly, he stopped the bus, opened the doors and left. He came back only after about five minutes – now the bus was completely packed.
I think the driver thought nobody would try to get on the bus at the following stops and he waited to drive a bus filled at entire capacity from the terminal stop. Unfortunately, he was wrong. There were lots of people waiting for the bus at the stops along the way. And some of them didn’t make it on the bus as the regulations say that no one can be beyond the white line. I do hope the next bus came soon – it was too cold to wait at the bus stop!
Anyway, it’s been a busy day but it’s 12 am right now and I have to post this blog.
We’ll try again tomorrow and maybe I’ll be able to share more.
Born sometime in the past century, living in the 21st century.
Sometimes I have good ideas... (what do you think?)
Sometimes fascinating guests!
(that for sure!)
Sometimes I have to share some of my frustrations,..
(not too tempting, huh!)
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