I'm a smart girl and yet sometimes I do dumb things. Like this morning for example when I spotted a bird on the screened porch at the office. I went out to let the little scared thing out by opening the screened door. I moved very slowly because I was trying super hard to not scare the bird. I edged the door open ever so slowly and proped it open and then turned around to look for the bird. Oooops, I left the door to the office open and of course the bird is now IN the office.
You are laughing aren't you?
So I go in and in the reception room the little bird is sitting on the sofa. Oh boy. I open the front door and the poor little bird flies down the hall. I slowly creep down the hall closing doors as I go and finally he goes into one of the offices. I close all the doors except that one and go into that room. He takes off and flies down the hall. I'm hoping out the door, but he was fast and I didn't see where he went. I'm creeping around looking for him when he flies off the top of a photo frame and hits me in the head. I scream. Bird is terrified and at the end of the hall way perched on the top of a lamp shade.
I gave up. Thankfully it's a Donald off day. I called him and told him I tried to be a big girl and do it myself, but I just can't get the little bird out. So he comes to my rescue (again) and in about 2 seconds he gets the little bird to fly right out the door. So the next time a bird gets on the screened porch maybe I'll be smart enough to close the door to the kitchen so the bird can't go inside.
Now I'll get back to real estate. Thanks Donald. I love you.