Ok: now, thinking back on it, I know you all are going to crack up when you read this; yet I swear to you, this just happened.
I go to bed at about 6 or 6:30 every day. Honest. I am up with the roosters and to bed with the hens. Or, in other words, early to bed, early to rise. I cannot see a lick without my glasses, not much better with them.
I was speaking with my friend/sister in law earlier in the week, about some natural repellents to keep critters out of your house; namely, spiders and snakes. So, I told her I mixed up a batch of herbs that repelled them and had not had any issues to speak of all year long. That was two days ago. I have been doing a lot of cleaning out and throwing out of things that I no longer need here at the house, so I guess maybe I stirred up a nest or something, cause I am telling you; it has been crazy with critters ever since.
I went into my sacred room, or my herb chest, (same area) to mix a new batch up to spread around, after I vacuumed and spit polished up things just so. I spread the new repellent out as good as I could and dusted my hands off.
Took my shower and let my hair dry so I wouldn't go to bed with a wet head and wake up looking like something out of the woods.
Well, I go to bed at my normal time and go to sleep. My dog shadow wakes me up needing to go do her business. So, while she is outside, I go to the bathroom to do mine. That is when I see it. Now, mind you, I don't have my glasses on, so I can't say for sure whether it is a spider, or a centipede; all I know is, it is stalking my left foot. Every time I move my toe or my foot, this thing moves with the movement I make. So, I ease my hand over to get some toilet paper. Mind you; this is me, who would rather shoo a fly out the door then kill it. I and my family have chased more flies out the door then anyone else I know of. I just don't like harming things. Yet, if this thing is stalking my toes then it has to go!
I slowly move as to not get its attention and slap that paper down and crush it really hard. Now I know this thing cannot have survived the crushing blow I landed. I hold it firm in my hand, while trying to finish things up. I wash my hands while I keep my eyes on that crushed paper lying on the vanity. It did not move. I dried my hands and picked up the paper, making sure nothing falls out. I go to the bedroom and get my glasses and then I take a peek, to see what it is I squashed. That is when I opened the paper up and realized I had just mangled ........a hair ball! Yes folks, I killed a hair ball. I guess when I brushed out my hair and then cleaned my brush, which is a habit I have of pulling out the hair and putting it in the trash, I missed the trash and the hair landed in the floor. Then when I went into the room, it got caught on my toe. Never fear, Ginny is here, if ever you need me to come and kill a hair ball, just give me a call.
Good night!
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