bluesypicky
Enlightened Member
I'm an insomniac. Very rarely do I get a good night sleep (gift from my Dad's genes I guess), and very often, the best sleep I get is in the wee hours of the morning after I finally fall asleep after all these hours went by trying.
As a result, it's very hard for me to wake up, and even rarer for me to wake up fresh and well rested. Logically, I'm not a morning person.
This morning was the worst possible scenario: I was sound asleep (around 8:30am) enjoying a "battery recharging" Sunday morning, when I'm abruptly awaken by a hysterically screaming spouse, yelling to me at the top of her lungs "THERE'S A SNAKE IN THE HOUSE! THERE'S A SNAKE IN THE HOUSE!"
Gotta love these wake up calls.
I stumble out of the bed, get in my flip flops, and sure enough, we had an uninvited guest: (apologies for the crappy out of focus cell pic)
I then went to the shed in the yard and grabbed my favorite snake welcoming tool, a square shovel, and cut the thing in three pieces while the wife was having a nervous breakdown locked up in the bedroom with a towel rolled up at the bottom of the door.
To help her connect back with life, I called her out of the bedroom to show her the snake pieces on the shovel (the contraction reflexes of the severed tail kinda freaked her still, but she was able to relax somewhat after watching me throw the "snake kit" over the fence and into the canal.
Sorry all of you snake lovers out there, but while I understand the role of snakes in the eco system, I do not enjoy their presence around my house, let alone inside. As a result, any snake found roaming around my residence is a dead snake.
Hopefully I get a good night sleep tonight. :grumpy:
As a result, it's very hard for me to wake up, and even rarer for me to wake up fresh and well rested. Logically, I'm not a morning person.
This morning was the worst possible scenario: I was sound asleep (around 8:30am) enjoying a "battery recharging" Sunday morning, when I'm abruptly awaken by a hysterically screaming spouse, yelling to me at the top of her lungs "THERE'S A SNAKE IN THE HOUSE! THERE'S A SNAKE IN THE HOUSE!"
Gotta love these wake up calls.
I stumble out of the bed, get in my flip flops, and sure enough, we had an uninvited guest: (apologies for the crappy out of focus cell pic)
I then went to the shed in the yard and grabbed my favorite snake welcoming tool, a square shovel, and cut the thing in three pieces while the wife was having a nervous breakdown locked up in the bedroom with a towel rolled up at the bottom of the door.
To help her connect back with life, I called her out of the bedroom to show her the snake pieces on the shovel (the contraction reflexes of the severed tail kinda freaked her still, but she was able to relax somewhat after watching me throw the "snake kit" over the fence and into the canal.
Sorry all of you snake lovers out there, but while I understand the role of snakes in the eco system, I do not enjoy their presence around my house, let alone inside. As a result, any snake found roaming around my residence is a dead snake.
Hopefully I get a good night sleep tonight. :grumpy:
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