Enemies and Such

All of you know how much I detest spiders. If you don't, well, then you just don't know me as much as you thought you did.  I pretty much have a huge phobia of spiders, insects, and anything creepy, crawly and much smaller then me.  I have a trusty vacuum to dispose of those creepy things, dead or alive.  I always make sure my house is protected with bug spray and let me tell you, I use said bug spray quite often just to make sure I have as much protection as possible.  I have also designated a closet at the bottom of my stairs as "The Spider Closet" due to the vast amounts of spiders that end up dying in there.  

The other night I came home late after spending the evening at my parents. I pull into my garage, shut the door, get out of my car and precede to the back to retrieve my recent purchases out of the trunk.  Upon getting to the back of my car I notice a ginormous moth (I'm talking the Godzilla of all moths) flapping his bat wings around my garage light.  I scream in terror and lock myself safely back in the car.  It does require locking, because who knows what talons or claws that thing has to open unlocked doors. I decide the best option is to open the garage door and yell at the moth to "Get Out!"  I lose sight of the moth, and know that he is waiting for me to try running for my freedom before attacking me with his vampire fangs.  I find scary moth on my back passenger door window looking at me hungrily and again I yell "Go away creepy, mutated bat/moth.  Pick on someone your own size!"  I tap on the window until he disappears yet again.  Keep in mind that I had to crawl from the front seat into the back to tap on the window.  I decided I would have to make a run for it.  I closed the garage door, for the 2nd time, prepared myself and made a mad dash for the back door, which might have involved more screaming, and flapping arms.  I made it unscathed!  I'm sure my neighbors wonder at times who the crazy, screaming lady is that lives next door.  

Life's Lessons

It's been a few month since I last blogged.  I've been wanting to blog about a few things, but haven't been able to bring myself to do it until now.  I recently was in a relationship which ended quite suddenly and without much explanation.  I realize that things happen for a reason whether you want them to or not.  I've been on dates since my divorce, but I've always compared everything to my ex and seemed to be shutting myself off from everyone.  I thought it was a lot easier to sabotage any relationship from the beginning rather than waiting for someone else to hurt me.  Screwed up, right?   This time I was finally letting myself be happy.

I was always so afraid that I would never be able to love someone again,  that I would forever be a hot mess.  It was such a relief being able to know that there are people out there like me.  That I'm not alone in what I'm feeling or what I'm going through.  That I was able to have a great time with someone who wasn't my ex.  That someone thought I was amazing, and treated me the way I have always deserved to be treated.  It was so nice to see a glimpse of what could be.  It was another constant reminder that my life is going in the right direction.  I've left behind things I no longer want to be a part of my life. Even though I still make a ton of mistakes I know what I want and don't want.  I'm such a better and stronger person for my trials and though I don't ever want to go through them again, I am happy with the person I am today.