What is it about the last inch or so of a project that seems to take longer than you think it will? Sigh. I will finish this thing. This afternoon. No more interruptions.
What an interesting day it’s been and it’s not even 1 pm yet! First of all Fancy Nancy Pelosi is not seeking a leadership role in the jackass party. Then, I get to see video of Mad Maxine Waters attempting to be supportive to Nancy, then glancing away and rolling her eyes. You can’t make this stuff up, folks. I thought I had imagined it at first. But I wasn’t the only one. I commented about it on Twitter and several people agreed with me. Anywho…one down, lost count of how many more need to go.
Then, just when I’m being a good girl and finally getting to that load of cotton sheets in the bottom of the hamper…the sheets I don’t need now because I have nicer ones and wasn’t in a hurry to launder them…out pops a HUGE! FREEKIN! WOLF SPIDER! all rolled up in the sheets as I shake them out to toss them in the washer. And that isn’t the worst part! I don’t know where that blasted beastie is now! As soon as I saw it I opened the back door and tossed the sheet out in the garage, shut the door and started trying to find it.
No. Spider. Nowhere. Not in the garage. Not in the laundry room. Not in the sheet. Sigh. Going to need the heavy-duty sticky traps now. I hate to put those out in the garage after having several small birds get trapped in them. I guess I can put one under the wire shelving beside the back door in the garage and one under the utility sink in the laundry room. And one in the coat closet by the back door. And one in the big pantry in the laundry room. I just hope it didn’t scurry into the kitchen and dive under the fridge. Crap. I really, really hate those things. At least it wasn’t a brown recluse this time.
On a brighter note:
The BBQ chicken is bubbling away in the crock pot and smells amazing. I’ll put some potatoes on to simmer for potato salad later and set out the Bush’s Beans to go with it. Brad is off to see his dermatologist for a regular check up and will pick up the mail on the way home. My Fitbit should be at the post office. I hope.
I picked up my small order at Walmart a little after 9 am and darned if I didn’t have the same problem with their phone app that I did with the Albertson’s app. I’ve figured out what the problem is. All of a sudden, out of the blue, those apps don’t like the VPN on my phone. If I disable it and try the app again it works. GRRRRR! Some days I hate technology…she says while typing away at her laptop for a blog post. Oh, yeah. The main reason I put in that Walmart order was for the extra-sharp sliced cheddar cheese we like. Guess what they were out of? Yup. No cheese slices.
I’m going to work on my knitting while waiting til I can put the load of sheets in the dryer. I may talk a short stroll outdoors first to clear my head and lower my blood pressure. Did I mention that I hate spiders?
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