“So shall the last be first, and the first last. …” Matthew 20:16
Even in blogging baby, even in blogging. Woot! Thanks to Jen for encouraging my tardiness this week with her reverse order Quick Takes.
1. But really, my delay in posting can best be summarized with four words; post traumatic stress disorder, or maybe more precisely, “How I Almost Died When A Bat Entered The House While My Husband Was At The Longest Mass Of The Year.”
Don’t talk to me about mice or snakes or scorpions. Bats FLY AT YOUR HEAD. Rather than run from people, bats are just stupid enough to come right at you- even when you’re screaming like a little girl and waving a pole while lying on the floor of the living room. I prefer to lie on the floor screaming with a badminton racquet, but they were no where to be found.
2. I think this image best sums it up.
Maybe you think I’m kidding. If there’s one thing I don’t kid about, it’s bats in the house. We get them every year. Doesn’t matter how much we seal up the house, they keep coming in. But I should have known they’d show up last Saturday because my husband was joking that “we wouldn’t get bats this year” earlier that very day.
3. I’ll let Facebook give you a play-by-play.
4. When I called my brother-in-law for assistance I believe I said I was “freaking the freak out” which was a much cleaner version of what I was actually thinking. He came over, could not find the badminton racquets either and went after the winged rodent with a fishing net. He actually tried to get me to help him by offering me a second fishing net but I manged to beat him off with my pole and hide in the downstairs bedroom instead.
And while I can laugh at it now thanks to a couple of glasses of wine and therapy, I was not “LOLing” at the time and honestly, unless these so-called friends of mine were willing to come over and throw shoes at this bat or catch it in a shoe box for me, I found their stories less than soothing/helpful/ entertaining. And what kind of person ‘Likes’ this status??? I’ve got your names people. Don’t expect me to play Farmville or wish you a happy birthday anytime soon.
As for the rest of the week; 5. visited with family from out-of-town, 6. weathered another stomach bug which thankfully did not put anyone in the hospital with dehydration and 7. ripped apart more rotten walls and floors in our money pit of a house. Our current decor can best be summarized as Bob Villa meets crack house chic.
Now that I’ve brought you up to speed on the most important events of the last week (i.e. I’m still alive despite facing a bat alone.) you are free to head back to Jen’s and enjoy the rest of the Quick Takes. Just make sure you know where your badminton racquets are stored.