Wait...what!?

Two-and-a-half odd points of living/working at the same place:
(1) Walking to work this morning I ran into Pete, the head of our maintenance dept, who informs me that they are cutting off the power to our apartment today and that we'll have to move til Friday or so. Wait...what!? So lunchtime was spent moving the entire contents of our fridge down the hill into the "Doctor's Chalet" for the remainder of the week. And of course all three of us just did our last big grocery shopping trip before the summer. Ask me how thrilled I am about it. Grrr....

(2) I was cleaning the club room today and left to get a mop. I came back and found a very large hermit crab walking across the floor in the prep room. Just a-strollin' along. Wait...what!? Three weeks ago I was the swing host for a weekend and the program team was doing a skit with hermit crabs. That was the last time anyone brought them in, which means...that hermit crab had been wandering around the club room for, oh, three weeks. I took him to the kitchen's office and had Alana look up what hermit crab's eat. We got him (we decided it's a boy crab) food and water and have named him Jonathan for a multitude of reasons, including the guy who left him is of the same name. And for Jonathan Safran Foer, in which case we will call him John-fan. And because a hermit crab named Jonathan is, let's face it, funny. I have no idea what to do with John-fan.

(2.5) I have to admit, moving into the Dr. Chalet has been kind of fun. We've benefited relationally from the move; feels like living in a vacation house. We keep joking, "It's ok! We're on vacation," and instead of going to our own little corners, we're spending time together. Still annoying, but a surprising bit of entertainment too.