The Unexpected Workout

You know when you've lost something, you search relentlessly for it, only to discover it in the most obvious place? Well, today that happened to me. With my kitten.
I got home from dropping my keys off from my old apartment and I guess I didn't shut the door all the way or something, it was open just a crack. I said hi to my kitty before I showered for work, then showered, ended up getting cut from work, blah blah blah. I was sitting in bed on the computer for a while til I decided I wanted to have Omen (yes, we decided on keeping the name) come and snuggle with his mama. So, I go to look for him in the living room and stuff. Can't find him anywhere. Then I notice that the front door was open an inch or two and I just went into complete panic mode. I did another brief run through of the apartment, checked under the bed but I didn't see him there. I ran outside and was doing laps around the apartment complex and ended up asking some kids if they had seen my cat. They hadn't, but they agreed to help look for him. We were looking around for probably an hour before my friend Julia arrived at my apartment (she had come over because she wanted to meet my kitten, whoops). I told her to stay at the apartment while I continued to look for the cat. About twenty minutes later I get a call from her laughing telling me the cat was under the bed. I seriously felt so dumb, especially having to tell those kids they had been helping me look for nothing. Then they came to see the cat they'd been pointlessly hunting for. I asked if they wanted food and they didn't. I probably sounded like a pedophile. Whatever.
At least my calorie counter said I burned over 200 calories.

Here's a cute video of my kitten since you had to endure this shitty blog post.