Another Early Morning

For the second morning in a row I’m up before sunrise. This used to be a regular thing when Brad was still working. We’d get up early and I’d iron his shirt and he’d head off to the Police Academy for a quick breakfast in the staff dining room before class.

Nowadays we are more likely to sleep in until 8:00 or even 9:00 in the morning unless one of us has an early appointment in town. Let’s face it. We’ve both settled into retirement very easily. We’ve both become more than a little spoiled after four and a half decades. I think we’ve earned the right to get up when we feel like it.

I’m glad I got in to see the doctor yesterday morning. I do have a spider bite on my forearm and she put me on an antibiotic for it and my sinus infection so both should clear up quickly.

I don’t remember the last time I needed to see the doctor for a spider bite. I’ve had a couple over the past twenty-five years but Young Living Purification Oil always cleared it up in a couple of days. Not this time! That danged thing bit me three times in a row!

Our house is sitting right where there used to be an old hay barn over thirty years ago. There was a wood shed attached to the south side of the barn that was home to brown recluse spiders. We tore all that down a long time ago before we built the house and as soon as we began construction on the house we started seeing those danged spiders.

After we moved in the house I kept seeing them on a regular basis and Brad and I were both bitten within a few weeks. Someone told me about orange oil and I started using it to mop the floor. The morning after I would mop the kitchen floor we would wake up and find half a dozen dead brown recluse spiders on the kitchen floor. That’s when we called the pest control people.

We rarely see a spider in the house now and I think they probably come in under the door to the garage. We have the garage sprayed several times a year and we don’t see live spiders out there anymore, only dead ones. The one that nailed me was in the utility room where the back door opens into the garage. I had piles of laundry on the floor where I had sorted it and was loading the washer when I was bitten. I figure it may have been in the closet where we keep the laundry hamper and crawled out and hid in the laundry on the floor. In any case, it’s time to clean out that closet and use the orange oil.

I love living in the country but it has it’s challenges at times…stuff that belongs outside coming inside being one of them. I’ll never forget finding a tarantula on the ceiling in the kitchen of our old house. I launched. I hate those things. They don’t belong in my house dang it!

I had intentions of sleeping in this morning. Best laid plans and all that. Brad is still asleep and I’ll not wake him. He’s been battling intestinal problems for just over a week and is finally feeling better so I’ll let him get some rest.

Last night was the beginning of High School football here, the Battle of the Axe! Denison and Sherman high schools have had a rivalry going for 123 years, the longest in the State of Texas according to some. I don’t know about that. High School football isn’t my thing really. But I graduated from Denison HS in 1972 and they won the game last night for the ninth year in a row so that was cool. I think it was a big thing because there was a full stadium this year and no masks outdoors so people were enjoying it more than last year.

I started the gusset increases on the Exploding TARDIS socks yesterday afternoon and hope to begin the heel flaps today. I also finished Dan Bongino’s book “Inside the Bubble” and started Mark Levin’s new book, “American Marxism”. Both books are real eye openers. Brad finished Dan’s book a few days before I did and started Mark’s book right away. We’re going to check out the local bookstore for more of Mark Levin’s books. I’ve already got a couple more of Dan’s books that I’ve read.

Published by thenerdyyarnlady

I am a Native Texan, Wife, Mother, Grandmother, Great-Grandmother, Catholic Convert residing in rural North East Texas since 1975 when I married my husband and this small town girl became a country girl. I was taught to knit at the age of ten and discovered the writings of Elizabeth Zimmerman shortly after I married. I learned to ‘unvent’ things as I went along, to create my own patterns and generally have a blast with yarn and needles. In the mid 1980’s I explored the idea of spinning my own yarn and eventually got interested in weaving on a floor loom. I have three spinning wheels and a 24″ four-shaft Herald floor loom that I purchased from a friend in the 1990’s. I also enjoy sewing, tatting and making rosaries. I have a work room that contains my fiber, yarn, floor loom, sewing machines, serger and rosary making supplies. I have a spinning corner in a bedroom next to my work room, both with north windows looking toward the creek.

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