Good morning everyone! I’ve been MIA for a while now, I know. I apologize. The good news is, I had my second surgery and am 6 weeks into recovery. Yay, thank God! I’m beginning to feel like myself again. I’m at work right now, I just wanted to make some contact so you all knew I was alive and well and hadn’t forgotten about you. I did however have a pretty psychotic moment last night that I’d like to share.
Getting out of bed this morning was so difficult. My husband and I had all of our kids over for puzzle night and to decorate for Halloween on Friday night. Saturday was filled with two football games for our youngest, a soccer game for our youngest girl and a harvest festival in the evening. I worked yesterday (Sunday) and by the time bedtime rolled around, I pretty much dropped into bed.
On Friday we put up these creepy decorations that talk and aren’t really supposed to go outside, but we figured, ‘eh…they’ll be fine’. Well, guess what?! At 4 am on Sunday morning the roaring sound of thunder shook the house and striking flashes of lighting beamed in through all of the cracks in the blinds on my bedroom windows. Since I’m the one with paper thin eyelids and pretty much sleep with one eye open anyway, I jumped out of bed to pull the decorations in out of the rain.
While I was at work yesterday, my husband was so kind as to put the courtyard all back together and hang the creepy decor back in its rightful place. Awe…he’s so sweet! Guess what decided to pay is a visit once again, only at 2 am this time?! Yep, another storm! I was so tired that I reached over and shook him, “Babe, it’s raining again. Should we pull the decorations in?” He mumbles “I’ll go do it”, and doesn’t move. Once I figured out that he wasn’t getting up, I just did it myself. Here I was in the pouring rain, half asleep and being talked crap to about leaving my bones at the door by these dumb things that I’m beginning to regret buying in the first place. This might sound stupid, but I couldn’t find the switch to turn them off, and between not wanting to wake the kids and neighbors and the hair on the back of my neck standing straight up, I was ready to throw the things on the ground and stomp on them! I had to remind myself that they were fake and to stay calm because panicking wasn’t an option. Lol! I got my butt kicked by a talking headstone and framed taking skulls. Jokes on me! I didn’t even get a choice of trick or treat! Not fair! I lost the battle, but not the war. Haha…Happy October everyone! I’m so glad that fall is here!
Trick or treat!
Jessica Wilson 🎃