That's my story, morning glory

These last few weeks have been very boring for me. With dizziness that comes and goes throughout the day and pain from cramps and spasms, I've been stuck at home. Every. Day. Being in a car makes the dizziness worse. When I'm feeling okay I'll watch movies, read, play a video game, play my guitar, etc. Most of the time it's something real low-key. I really do love hearing about what's going on in my friends lives, but sadly my side of the conversation has been very dull lately. I haven't had much of anything to talk about...

Me talking to friend: "Oh, I already told you that I think my cat is going crazy? Sorry... well, did I tell you I beat this hard boss in my video game?" (not word for word but you get the picture).

I've just been wanting something exciting to happen to me so that I can share it with others since I love to talk so much. What I'm about to share wasn't what I had in mind but nevertheless I'm happy to finally have something to tell people. Something that doesn't involve my physical state or video games. My cat does pop up, but not for long.

I was up really late the other night. It was going on 1am and I was doing my quiet time in my bedroom with a dim light on. My cat was sitting next to me just staring off into space while I was writing in my journal. I was pretty deep in thought when all of a sudden I heard a loud THUD! in my room. Whatever it was kept making a loud THUD over and over. I looked over at my cat, who had this terrified look on her face, and she was looking up at the ceiling. I looked where she was looking and saw this 1 inch, maybe 1 1/2 inch, blackish/gray circle banging into the ceiling and the top of my mirror. I was kind of scared, more startled. My cat took off and hid in my closet as I got a little closer to see what in the world it could be. It turned out to be a giant moth! I quickly ran out to get our fly swatter. Now, this is no ordinary fly swatter... it looks like a tennis racket and when you push a button on the handle it generates electricity to zap the bug. You're basically treating the bug like a tennis ball and when you whack it you electrocute it. A great invention I must say.

I bring it back to my room and close the door behind me. I don't see the crazy, giant moth anywhere. I ask God where it is and before I even finish my next breath I look up at a long poster on my wall. Get this, so my poster is a painting of a girl holding a caterpillar and above her are about 6 pictures of it gradually turning into a beautiful butterfly. At the very top of the poster is the beautiful butterfly and right next to it was the crazy, giant moth! I couldn't believe it! I think he was trying to blend in. haha!

I reach up and hit him with the swatter and POOF he disappeared. I hate it when bugs do that. So, I'm moving all the stuff around where I hit him and he may have fallen but I'm not finding him. And then it happens... I feel something on my back under my baggy t-shirt... I flick the back of my shirt and out he sails into an open dresser drawer. He must've fallen on my head and fallen down the back of my shirt. That's all I can guess.

I then precede to zap him until he's pretty much dead, grab some toilet paper and then take him to the toilet. I don't know what compelled me to look at him before I flushed him down but I moved back the t.p. and looked. Much to my surprise, I thought he was gosh darn cute. Then I felt terrible for killing him. Really terrible! As he was being flushed down, I thought if that ever happens again I'll try to capture it and set him free outside.

So, as my gram sometimes says after she tells a story...

That's my story, morning glory.