Day 13 & 14 in Edinburgh – Work work work

2^nd and 3^rd day in Edinburgh.

As per usual I was up like a lite at 2:30 in the morn. I got up, crept downstairs as quietly as humanly possible, opened up the door to the kitchen went in and setup shop for a great productive morning of work. It wasn’t until I had nearly everything setup that I realized I left my mousepad upstairs so back up I went, creeping and tiptoing along the way. When I got to my room I noticed a green piece of paper on the table across from my door. Being a curious cat I picked it up to see what it said and lo and behold it was addressed to me! Intrigued now I took it into the room and began to read. “Dear Ryan. Just wanted to let you know that this house is alarmed at night. If you happen to wake up first make sure that you go downstairs and turn off the alarm system BEFORE you open any of the doors downstairs so that the alarm doesn’t go off and wake up the neighbourhood…” He followed it with detailed instructions on how to turn off the alarm. My heart stopped. Shit shit shit, I figured it was timed to give you a minute or so to turn it off if you accidentally opened a door(much like I just did) so I raced downstairs with the instructions, as quietly as I could and ripped open the door where the alarm panel was. By the dim light of my mp3 player I followed the instructions but noticed that the key I was supposed to turn was already in the off position. Hmm, this is weird I thought, maybe this is the wrong key(there were two) so I tried turning the other one, and it turned but now there was a bright red light glaring at me from the panel. My many years of sci-fi has thouroughly tought me that red light = bad so I turned the key back to it’s original position and re-read the instructions. They clearly stated that I was supposed to turn the first key, which was in the off position, but was it in the off position? Did the Canavans, in a brilliant stroke of foresight just not turn the alarm on? I was going to assume that but not take any risks so I just locked myself in the kitchen and refused to re-open the door until the rest of the house woke up some 6 hours later. I did make myself some toast though, which I burnt and that eventually woke up Mr. Canavan as he was up going to the bathroom and decided to check out the burning smell coming from the basement. I was on skype with a certain someone, talking in whispers when he poked his head into the kitchen and asked ‘You alright?’ but what I thought I heard him say was ‘Do you mind?’ meaning I had woken him up with my whispers through a solid floor of stone, light sleeper indeed. So now I felt horrible, for this light hearted jovial man to come down and ask if I minded meant he had to be pissed. Ugh. Luckily however I later found out that it was just his accent causing me to mis-interpret things and I hadn’t woken him with my chatter at all, he was just up going to the bathroom and wanted to make sure Dante’s inferno wasn’t being recreated in his kitchen. Phew!

Paul awoke around 8 or so and then the rest of the family shortly there after. We figured out that the alarm hadn’t been on at all so I was in the clear. Yay! All in all a perfect night, no one disturbed and a good 10 hours of work done by 1pm. The rest of the day was spent working away until Paul got home, a good 15 hour work day by 5pm or so so I felt comfortable chilling out laxing out until I passed out again at 10pm or so. Which I promptly did, although I do remember trying to stay away on Paul’s bed to no avail and finally gave in to the sleep which meant I was awake again around 3in the morn ready for another jam packed day of work

Day 14 -3^rd day in Edinburgh.

This day consisted entirely of work so I don’t need a separate post just for this. Up at 3am, at a brief lunch, a brief dinner and then worked in Paul’s room until 1am or so. The proposal was only a few days away now and there was so much do to and get organized so that I could hit the ground running in Germany. Took a big chunk out of it, although Maw and Paw were starting to worry about me. Paul was out drumming so he didn’t get home until 7 or so. Mr. Canavan came into Paul’s room around 6pm or so and found me sleeping sitting up with my hands on the keyboard of my laptop. Definitely started getting concerned at that point. I did manage to catch a 2^nd wind for dinner and then joined the Canavans to watch a great French film and love and age. Didn’t last much beyond that and passed out by 9.

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