August 15
Today was not exactly what I would call a good day.
It started this morning when we got up and found that some animal had gotten into the trash last night (we keep the can outside by the door), and had dragged it all over the campsite! So we had quite a mess to pick up. We're not sure what did it – maybe a possum, maybe a raccoon, or maybe just a cat or some such thing; but we've secured the top with a bungee cord to keep it from happening again.
Then, for some reason even I can't figure out, I got unreasonably angry that I lost one of my earbud covers. And I guess that wouldn't have been a big deal, but when I get into the mood to listen to music it upsets me if I cant! So, because of my grumpy attitude, I got into a pointless argument with Thorin about whether or not birds have to practice flying in formation, or if it just comes naturally. Then I snapped at the boys for the mess the trailer was in – though in actual fact, it wasn't messy at all. I felt bad for doing that, and of course I apologized to them afterwards; and they just kind of set to work tidying the place. I still felt bad about losing my cool, but I did manage to calm down a bit after that.
Oh! Then we found out how very good Fíli is at sharpening knives. He was bored and wanted something to do, so he took all of our kitchen knives outside and sat at the picnic table, then he got the blades nicely honed on the whetstone. But he dropped one when he was working on it, and I guess he instinctively tried to catch it, and ended up cutting the palm of his hand (he did manage to catch the knife, though). The cut was pretty long and was bleeding fairly badly, so Thorin took him to the hospital and he ended up needing stitches.
And Dís got hold of us today! That was good, except that Fíli and Thorin were still at the hospital at the time, and I had to explain to Dís what had happened. She actually laughed a little and told me that he'd done that before, and that she had long ago come to expect her boys to get cuts and such like that – which I well believe, because I've been handing out Band-Aids like Halloween candy these days! Anyway, she said that her trip went well and that she's home now. I told her that we should be back in a week or so, and she said that she can come and pick up the boys at our place in Connecticut.
Then, happily, Thorin got us tacos for dinner, so at least we didn't have to cook!