If we were having coffee you’d be laughing at what a wuss I am. I found a cricket in the bathroom and am terrified of all things bug/insect/arachnid and the like. So my choices were wake up the hubby or wake up the cat. I assumed my cat would have more fun than my husband in a grand cricket chase so I went with option number two. After some placing of my kitten in front of the cricket she finally noticed it. Let the games begin, and may the odds be ever in your favor cricket. So she proceeded to play with the cricket, scare the cricket, taste the cricket, until finally grabbing the cricket in her mouth. I expected that to be the end of the cricket until kitty started walking away carrying it in her mouth with pride and not eating it. She pranced into the bedroom and I have not seen her since. So either the cricket has been eaten, or I shall receive the gift of cricket in my face in the middle of the night. Only time will tell. May the odds be ever in my favor.
If we were having coffee we’d be sitting on my couch enjoying just a plain black cup of coffee. Unless you want cream or sugar in yours, I can totally make that happen. But only for you (shhh don’t tell the others). We would be whispering and enjoying the quiet comfort of home, and avoiding the laundry room completely. I went to start a load of laundry this morning and a giant cricket was in my laundry room! 😱😰☹️ I don’t do bugs, but my husband is asleep and I’m not going to wake him up. He had a rough night of restless leg syndrome and slept very little the poor thing. So being the kind and loving wife I am I got over my intense fear of all bugs and placed a cup over it. Now it can’t run away before my husband wakes up. To my defense, I did try to get the cat to kill it before going the cup route, but she thought my pointing at a bug meant to place her head up to my hand to be petted. Cats aren’t very helpful during bug emergencies.
If we were having coffee I’d thank you for be willing to come here instead of needing to go out. Life has been a complete shit storm right now. My medications are working great, and I’ve been doing self care techniques to keep building those habits, so I’ve been coping better than I usually would. But even still, the constant crap that life is throwing at my family right now is exhausting and stressful. So I finally hit a point this week that I no longer had the mental ability to leave my house. I called in sick, laid in bed, and did almost nothing. My fear of the world took over and I felt like I could no longer cope. Except that I did cope. I took the time I needed to stay home and recover. I meditated and colored. I did crafts with the kids during random bursts of mild energy, and I had them snuggle and read me a book when I simply couldn’t get out of bed. I remained safe with myself, and happy with the family. I call that a win.
If we were having coffee I would ask how you have been. What have you done this week to take care of yourself, or to bond with a family member or friend?