This whole story happened because I am seriously blind without my glasses. I was in the shower this morning and my current accommodations here on Maui are a little "rustic" at best. I cannot turn the light on in the shower/laundry room without scampering of some sort by flying cockroaches, geckos, spiders, and others whom I've disturbed during their daily activities. Now, I am admittedly paraniod about all creatures that scamper and so my hygeine experiences are a little hurried and anxious.
Today the pits needed a little tending to, so I popped off the top of my shaving cream and as I do this, something big and black drops to the floor of the shower. My arsenal against creep crawly things consists of one weapon: screaming my brains out. In this instance I was so terrified I could only manage a healthy yelp which was promptly followed by me jumping out of the shower and dancing around the laundry room dripping wet "acting like a crazy person" (as my Mom would say). When I got the courage to peek in the shower stall at the floor, it turns out that my big black creepy crawly friend was indeed the head of my Mac3 razor that flew off when I removed the cap of the shaving cream. I was both grateful and pissed! I got back in the shower
even more paranoid than I was originally, put my razor together with shaking hands and finished my daily ablutions.
If I wasn't blind as a bat, I could have prevented a total nervous breakdown in the shower this morning. Frankly, I am still in recovery. I think there is a lesson about fear here, or expanding my arsenal. Maybe I should create the bug haters toolbelt and make it waterproof for others who have shower companions they don't necessarily want. It would at least have to include RAID, ant killer, spider killer, and a multi-purpose killer for ambiguous bugs. Ahhhhh finally, my first million . . .
3 comments:
Geezo--sounds like Brazil and my many outhouse experiences. Gotta love it!
I miss you and you made me laugh at the end of a long day.
Micah loves sports camp...dodge ball, archery, and swimming seem to be the highlights. He was named Camper of the Day today. This is after my morning ritual of yelling mixed in with pinching.
Lately, physical castigation has taken a back step due to me and Eric's physical condition--me 7 months pregnant and Eric with a gimp knee. The kids have taken full advantage of these ailments and exploit them at every opportunity--i.e. running around a chair so fast that you finally give up trying to catch them.
Xavier has taken to drawing quite nicely and for moments of the day, my house sounds much like a quiet place. He always draws me wearing a dress and without hair and when asked why I don't have hair he simply states, "Daddy cut yours all off but you have a silver dress on."
Oh, the joys of living each day to OUT LOUD.
Love you,
Me
Oh my, I can picture it (even if I try to phase out your nakedness) and it made me laugh! I am so glad you started a blog because I have been missing you tons and want updates!
Hi! This post absolutely cracked me up. I'm so glad you're blogging! I want to hear more about your life there. I'm going to check back regualarly, so don't let me down ;). Here's my blog address (I can't remember if I gave it to you before or not):
http://elizabethdownie.blogspot.com/
Love you!
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