When I sit down to write a blog post, I write like I'm talking to my friends.
Because, thats what you are. Even though we've never really met.
I have told you things that I haven't told some of my closest "real-life" friends.
You are my Buddies,
Well... You get the point.
I've told you about some of my irrational fears in the past.
Like THIS POST about my very REAL fear of being killed by a deer and the moths that are really out to get me.
And THIS POST about ceiling fan that is just waiting for the perfect moment to cut off my feet.
Well, now I have another one...
Last week, I wrote THIS POST telling you about the mouse who has moved into my bathroom.
I found a dead mouse under my dresser, so I thought I had killed the little bugger.
Until the Man-of-My-Dreams saw another one run across the bathroom floor tonight!
Yes, having a mouse in your house is icky.
It's a little embarassing.
They are dirty.
They are smart.
I have another BIGGER fear about the little nasty furry rodent in my bathroom.
I don't worry about it running at me.
I don't worry it'll bite me and give me mouse flu.
I cannot go into the bathroom without turning one the light and making a lot of noise before I cross the threshold because I'm worried I'll step on him.
Not just because it's an icky thought...
But, if I step on him, I just KNOW I'll break every little bone in his tiny body and one of the sharp, jagged, now broken ribs will puncture the bottom of my foot.
I'll be impaled by a schmooshed mouse!
OUCH! That'll hurt!
How would I get him out of my foot??
(he'll be broken you know.... wouldn't peel off and out of my foot in one piece.
the thought is just too horrific to even write about!!
please tell me I'm not the only one with these stupid irrational fears...
What are some of yours?
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