Somehow a black pebble made it to the floor in our bathroom toilet area. Every time I see it I get a little heart palpitation, thinking it's a scorpion or cockroach. By the time I am seated in, ahem, the toilet area conducting or pretending to be conducting Very Important Business, I forget about it, you know, with the VIB and all. It's all the way to the back side of wall, out of sight by that point.
Then it starts all over again. Days and days of this. Me spying it from a standing position, cursing my aching back and bulging belly, so so very far from the pebble. The act of leaning over, stretching, and picking it up seems much too much. After all, it is SO far away. A little heart palpitation every now and then is good for the ticker, right?
It's still there. Taunting my laziness. And highlighting my inability to learn or remember the difference between an inanimate rock and a scorpion.
10 comments:
Hee!
You crack me up!!!
I do the same thing! Only since there aren't scorpions around here, I hope, I think they are mice or spiders. I squeal every time.
PS - Where are the belly pictures??
Too funny! I would do the same thing though - day after day...
LOL. You are so funny.
That's when you call the kids in to take care of the pebble. They are probably the ones who brought it in in the first place! You crack me up!
Miss you!!
I think you're a dork. :)
Okay. THAT is funny!
I have a spot on my ceiling that looks like a spider. It's not, but everytime I glance up there it makes me jump.
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