From July 24, 2012
While revising and editing another blog
entry I felt my spine tingle and then a trickle of wiggling snaked
from my right shoulder to my left and back.
Was is a poignant observation?
A moment of foreboding?
A tickle of woman's intuition?
Nope. It was a bug. A shiny, jadeblack,
six-legged creature. On my person.
Twelve months ago I might have shrieked
and called in back-ups to kill it. I would have wiggled and itched
and been creeped out simply by sitting in the same chair.
Not any more. When I reached around to
scratch the wiggly spot and felt the bug move between my fingers I
grabbed and threw that sucker to the ground in surprise. Then, I
grabbed a paper towel and tracked down the invading creature,
determine to destroy (or perhaps trap under a glass and release in
the wild) the cretin.
I found. I smooshed. I flushed.
Victory.
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