1) When I went to get into my car today after work, I noticed that the lock looked broken. Then my key wouldn't unlock the door and the bag of stuff to return to Dillards on my backseat was missing. Then I saw a package on the floor and my immediate thought was "Someone has broken into my car and left their pot!" I was on the phone with my sister at the time and walked her through all of my hysteria - until I saw the iPod on the console and realized that it wasn't my car.
2) My husband said hello to me and I replied, "Hi, Pootz," which is the nickname I call my dog.
I think I need sleep. The first week on the job has been good but extremely tiring.