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Shower Screams 26 February 2009

Last night I got all ready for a nice long hot shower.  Time for a little relaxing steam…

I push the curtain aside and step in the tub, close the curtain, and SCREAM.  There just in front of me is a big black ugly spider scurrying up the side of the tub!

I can’t run–I’m now ALL WET.

I can’t squish it–I’ve got no protection for my skin being TOTALLY NAKED.

And I can’t get any help from TW–he’s on business travel in another STATE.

But there is no way the both of us are sharing this small and intimate space!

So I pull the moveable the shower head out of the holder and carefully maneuver the spray to send Mr. Disgusting swirling down the drain.  And I spent the rest of the shower worried that somehow the thing wasn’t dead and was going to crawl up out of the drain and eat me.  You doubt, but crazier things have happened.  I used extra shampoo and soap so the chemicals in the draining suds would provide me some protection.

And I would just like to take this opportunity to publicly declare that is the SECOND spider I have personally dealt with this month.  It just proves I’m not AFRAID of the things.  I just have an extreme abhorrence of them.

Return of the school monster 3 February 2009

It’s fascinating how school can take over your life like a giant purple hairy monster–eating all the free time you never even realized that you had.  It’s like the hungry monster on the new weight watcher’s commercials, only this monster is much bigger and not as cute.

This last week we worked full time, went to classes, did all the regular weekly homework, took the quizzes, and threw in two midterms on top of it all.  We also went on a date with a couple in our neighborhood, completed and filed our taxes, had a superbowl party, washed the car, did three loads of laundry, cooked a week’s worth of lunches, finished crocheting an afghan that’s been in the works for 3 years, bought groceries, and shopped for new dress slacks for TW.  We prepared and taught a primary lesson and I even fit in a half hour nap on Sunday.

As impressive as all of that sounds, though, there are plenty of things that aren’t getting done.  I haven’t posted on this-here blog in over a month.  Talking with my parents or family members is sporadic at best.  I haven’t gotten the haircut that I need.  There are knobs missing on two of our cabinet doors.  I still need to trim my fingernails and I keep meaning to find a good deal on airfare for a trip home this spring.  We need to buy our books for next term and SHEESH–I haven’t even been cutting the loops off of my MBA count down chain.

And then our bishop called us in last week for an interview to ask us if our schedule would allow for a possible new calling requiring evenings and weekends.

Did you laugh?  We did.  Politely, of course.

We told him to ask us in April 2010.