So, today was a trying day at best. I try to be brave, usually. I try to remove all the creepy, crawling things humanely. Sometimes, I end up squealing and trying to stifle my screams.
I tell my kids, if there is a bee or wasp, remain calm. Try not to move or scream. That’s when they will sting you.
So, today, when I found myself running out of an office, blowing my cool as a cucumber, nothing scares me persona because a huge spider was on the wall next to my head! I should have known… It maybe wasn’t my day, after all.
Because, when I was sitting outside, working on the computer, and a bee flitted around me… I attempted to remain cool… Until it landed on me. I jumped up. I even screamed. I suppose I deserved it… I sent the text to my kiddos: I’m stung.
Terrified, I know my face showed it. There were not only one, but two roaches making a beeline towards me. I didn’t know what to do. I had only just met her and yet, I nearly jumped onto her couch with both of my feet!
I am afraid that it just was not my day.