So yesterday was interesting. Mother Nature had it IN for me.
As I was leaving our house to go run errands, a bug buzzed past me. I did a little bit of a dance on our front steps (our neighbors needed entertaining obvs) and then moved on. I assumed it just flew away. No harm. No foul.
I went on to Michaels to drop off some stuff to be framed. As I was standing there, I subconsciously ran my hand through my hair. And. I. Found. The. Bug. Oh. My. Gawd. So, right there in the middle of Michaels, I completely spazzed out. COMPLETELY. The framing lady and I then shared our stories of bugs, spiders, and crawly things. I joked that I needed to go home and take a shower, because I felt gross.
Fast forward about an hour. I was in the kitchen unloading the groceries I'd just purchased. I walked past the fridge and the potted plant that had been sitting on top, fell on my head. Uh, yeah. Thank the sweet lord it was a plastic pot. It had been some sort of tall-ish plant that I apparently needed to replant. It was a smidge lopsided. So it fell. On my head. Oh gah.
Yeah. Hopefully today will be better.
