In which I am a dork.
So this morning. It's about 9:30. Dustin has literally JUST walked out the door for work. I am still unshowered, and therefore nasty and smelly and my hair is all greasy. I am in my PJs. In particular, the bright blue floral PJs that I am wearing only because our dryer has been broken and so I haven't done laundry in three weeks.
And then the spider that swallowed Chicago runs across my desk. Seriously. Big spider. Larger than a dollar coin, at least (Dude, it's big for me). Anyway, I run and get a big glass and go to trap it, but it's sheltering in the mass of cables behind my laptop. It might possibly be sheltering there because I may possibly have screamed, just a little. So I have to nudge the laptop away and we do this crazy chase scene across the desk before I pin him. But then he's trapped and he's HUGE, and the cardboard I slide under isn't reall heavy enough to hold him, so I have to do the thing where you flip it over and catch him in the cup, except he's BIG and trying to crawl out of the cup and onto my arm, and I dash outside and fling him over the edge of the breezeway three stories to (hopefully) his doom. And then the door swings shut behind me.
So I had to walk 10 minutes past three buildings in my bright blue floral PJs and bare feet to the office. Where I had to sit and wait with my greasy hair and BO. Until the big matronly lady came back to ask me what I needed, and she just cracked up at me.
Sense of humor day coming right up.
And then the spider that swallowed Chicago runs across my desk. Seriously. Big spider. Larger than a dollar coin, at least (Dude, it's big for me). Anyway, I run and get a big glass and go to trap it, but it's sheltering in the mass of cables behind my laptop. It might possibly be sheltering there because I may possibly have screamed, just a little. So I have to nudge the laptop away and we do this crazy chase scene across the desk before I pin him. But then he's trapped and he's HUGE, and the cardboard I slide under isn't reall heavy enough to hold him, so I have to do the thing where you flip it over and catch him in the cup, except he's BIG and trying to crawl out of the cup and onto my arm, and I dash outside and fling him over the edge of the breezeway three stories to (hopefully) his doom. And then the door swings shut behind me.
So I had to walk 10 minutes past three buildings in my bright blue floral PJs and bare feet to the office. Where I had to sit and wait with my greasy hair and BO. Until the big matronly lady came back to ask me what I needed, and she just cracked up at me.
Sense of humor day coming right up.