I woke up this morning, thanks to a certain playful kitten, Miss Bella Della Doodle Bug Boodly-Fur. She thinks a bit after 6 AM-ish is a good time to want to "play". YAWN.
So I dragged my sorry ass out of bed and made the Evil Twin's lunch, checked my email and prepared to get a few more ZZZZs.
Only, there was the biggest, hairiest spider hanging around on our bedroom wall. I HAD to summon the Evil Twin (who hates spiders, like most normal people, so I could have a witness).
I'm the family bug/reptile lover, so I was on a mission to get him in a cup and shake him outside. Except, I missed and he skittered under the bed. I finally found him in one of my dress shoes (from when I worked in an office) and I shook him out the front door. Crisis averted.
Then, Sissy was up and I had laundry and dishes to work on.
I haven't had a Monday this rotten in years!
I hope your Monday is better, hooligans!