missing Michael
I think I can handle this living on my own thing quite well. But there still is one problem: spiders. I see one and automatically go into this strange, freakout-ish, cautious, preparing-to-fight-ish mode.
Honestly, what adult is still scared of spiders?
I check my room for spiders every night before I go to bed. There's no way I'm going to sleep if there's a spider in sight. So if there's a spider in sight, then I have pull together the courage to kill the dang thing. The smallest of movement of the spider and I jump back. My heart beats faster and faster while I dance back and forth towards the wall, each time telling myself that I will make the shoe hit the wall. Then finally, about 15 minutes later, I count to 3 and actually make myself go all the way on 3.
Then "Jump back! Jump back quickly!" for the spider will fall off the wall and could land on me. whew. But then, when I do see a spider before going to sleep and I eventually kill it, the odds are I'll wake up (more like jump up) in the middle of the night thinking there's a spider on me.
Today there was a spider spotting near my bathroom. At least it only took about 5 minutes until I brought myself to slam that shoe against the wall. Although, I did still jump back in panic immediately afterwards.
Good Lord. I can't believe I'm 23 and still act like this! But I can't seem to stop. I'm always on the lookout for spiders (well not always, I'm not crazy or paranoid!).
Back home, whenever there was a spider, Michael would kill it. It didn't matter if it was 5:30am, Michael would wake up and kill it.
Sigh. At least I know of one for sure quality my future husband must have:
the ability and fearlessness to see a spider, kill it and get rid of it. ( not matter what time it is!)
Honestly, what adult is still scared of spiders?
I check my room for spiders every night before I go to bed. There's no way I'm going to sleep if there's a spider in sight. So if there's a spider in sight, then I have pull together the courage to kill the dang thing. The smallest of movement of the spider and I jump back. My heart beats faster and faster while I dance back and forth towards the wall, each time telling myself that I will make the shoe hit the wall. Then finally, about 15 minutes later, I count to 3 and actually make myself go all the way on 3.
Then "Jump back! Jump back quickly!" for the spider will fall off the wall and could land on me. whew. But then, when I do see a spider before going to sleep and I eventually kill it, the odds are I'll wake up (more like jump up) in the middle of the night thinking there's a spider on me.
Today there was a spider spotting near my bathroom. At least it only took about 5 minutes until I brought myself to slam that shoe against the wall. Although, I did still jump back in panic immediately afterwards.
Good Lord. I can't believe I'm 23 and still act like this! But I can't seem to stop. I'm always on the lookout for spiders (well not always, I'm not crazy or paranoid!).
Back home, whenever there was a spider, Michael would kill it. It didn't matter if it was 5:30am, Michael would wake up and kill it.
Sigh. At least I know of one for sure quality my future husband must have:
the ability and fearlessness to see a spider, kill it and get rid of it. ( not matter what time it is!)