My sanctuary has been breeched!!!
Having six children in a 4 bedroom home can be, let's say, trying at times. Although, I am very thankful for the house we do have, it can be hard to find a spot not occupied by children. My only semi-private place for mental repose is the loo. Semi-private meaning I usually spend the first couple minutes in there hollering "can't it wait, I'm going potty?" or "C'mon guys, I'll be out in a minute." You wouldn't believe the conversations they try to have with me while I am in the shower! Anyway, that's the best I get for privacy and it's fine with me. Until this morning around 5 A.M.
I had just gotten the baby fed and back to sleep, and ran (walked clumsily with one eye open) to the potty before laying back down for 5 min before having to tend to whoever wakes up next. There I was half asleep minding my business or taking care of business, however you want to look at it : ) when I look down with my one functioning eye and see this monster spider on my shirt barreling towards my face!!!!! For cryin' out loud that is just wrong, especially at 5 in the stinkin' morning!!! It was not just a small spider that I am exaggerating on its size. It was stinkin' HUGE!! It was one of those big brown spiders, not a wolf spider but looked like a recluse or something and it also looked like it wanted to eat my face!! I of course, jumped up like a crazy woman and slapped my chest like an equally crazy gorilla trying to save myself from this beast. I ended up screaming and running out of the bathroom in just my shirt which I flipped, slapped at and debated taking off, but then I would be naked, and I was expecting someone to hear my scream and come to my rescue (which never happened.)
I peeked around the corner to check myself in the mirror for the face eating beast after thoroughly slapping myself about my head and chest. I took a deep breath collected myself, quickly grabbed my underpants and gave them a good shake and opted for a new pair of shorts just in case it was hiding in a pocket or something.
I then was hit with a terrible sting of reality. My sanctuary had been breeched. How can I relax with the possibility of that terrible monster coming back for a second round! I didn't see where it went and it's highly likely it's laying in wait for the next attack. I feel like I have suffered the loss of a good friend. The couple times I needed to go in there I have carefully and thoroughly checked any potential hiding places for the possibility of future attacks. It's just not the same. A bathroom should be a place of peace and tranquility, not the home of attacking spiders so big they make women, children and men of weak constitutions run for their very lives!
Today is a sad day folks, but let us always try and remember the good times.