Ugh, Monday. It may come as a surprise to some, but even bums take the weekends off. We non-workers of local union who-gives-a-crap sink even further into bone idle pursuits of gaming, vids and scratching come Saturday. You hard workers have no idea what you’re missing.
I’ve been curtailing my usual outdoor pursuits, anyway, because of insects.
Know what’s worse than seeing a Big Ass Banana Spider? NOT seeing her. She’s taken off, abandoning her little home. So… she’s out there somewhere. That’s like hearing “I’m calling from inside the house”.
Haven’t worked outside since.
I’d decided to like her, since there is a grave need for her tastes around here, what with the insects taking over! Last week when I opened the mailbox a wasp flew out. Startled, I wailed like a donkey on speed and simultaneously chucked the mail in the air. Bills and adverts were scattered all over the road.
Haven’t checked the box since.
Then there was the giant tree roach in my garden clog… cue some wild gyrations as I jerked my foot out and proceeded to beat the little bastard to pieces with the same shoe in which he’d taken refuge… screaming the entire time, of course. If his little head had been identifiable I might have propped it up on a toothpick as a warning to the others.
Haven’t worn those clogs since.
The insects appear to be stifling my normal routine, but since we’re well into the hottest part of the year, I’ll let them slide until October or so… and spend my summer in the air conditioning…
UPDATING to add my birthday present from Mike. Seems an appropriate place…
It’s not my birthday yet, but he surprised me with a brand new rolling tractor doohickey for working out in the yard!
He’s a very thoughtful man, my husband; he remembered that I wanted one of these years ago… and he put it together for me!
It’s built by Midwest right here in the U.S. and I’m thrilled with it. Thanks, honey; I love you!