I'm Irrational.

     You know how I know it's Spring? A spider was on me this morning and my immediate..."rational" reaction was to scream, drop my bags on the driveway and then throw my coffee in the air. I know what you're thinking...poor coffee. Honestly, it was going to be consumed anyway, so it died a quicker death when being thrown. 

     My fear of spiders is irrational. I think it runs in the family because my older sister drove into a brick wall once because of a spider. Don't worry, she's fine. Stink bugs fly into my shower and it doesn't phase me-but if I see a spider half the size of a stink bug..I literally go insane and can't control it. It's embarrassing. One time a spider was in my car and I almost drove off the road. The passengers were not happy with me. 

     Spiders only bother me when they are unexpected. I actually find them somewhat interesting (but barely) if they are in their natural habitat. Oh, if you really want to see something hilarious-watch my reaction after I walk through one of their webs by mistake...I look like I'm a weird dancer on crack. 

This was outside of my bathroom window. Because Charlotte was on the other side of the glass, I was able to stop and enjoy her beauty without having a heart attack. 

     Spiders are the devil. If I hear one more person say..."But Dana, they kill off so many bugs and keep balance in the ecosystem"..I don't care. Although that is true and logical...I have an IRRATIONAL fear of spiders. Logic will not help me and I will punch you (with my mind) if you say that to me. 

     I will never trust anything with eight legs. Anything with eight legs is greedy and hogs all the legs. The End. 

The Maintenance of Life

Friends-I have survived Monday. Jeez, I'm so dramatic. Anyways, After waking up at 7:28am (because 7:30 is too late), I showered, made breakfast, packed my snacks which consisted of a lot cheese and then drove to work. I arrived at 9:00 then left at 5:07. Yes, I stayed 7 minutes late; I'm such an over achiever. As I drove home...I noticed something very irritating: 

It is time to get my oil changed. Dun dun dun! (Again, I'm dramatic)

When do I actually have time to do that? I already work half my life away-I swear my "free time" and "spare money" goes to things I don't feel like doing or paying for. It then dawned on me that I need to make my annual dentist and my gynecology appointment. Yes, the vagina doctor-get over it. Honestly, if you can't handle the word vagina at this age, you probably won't get married. That was mean, sorry..I retract that statement. But really..vagina. Okay, I'm done. 

For one to live, one must maintain...many things. Health...Finances...and if you have a little extra time..maybe you'll have time to enjoy your "want tos" as well? I guess happiness does coincide with the "have tos". But come to think of it, I chose this complication. I chose to purchase a car, I choose to keep up with my doctors appointments that are usually unnecessary and a waste of time...honestly, WebMD has helped me more. We choose many of our complications in order to keep up with society's standards. I'm not complaining, just being honest with myself.

I really want to simplify my "have tos" and "needs". 

I want more time to blog-just kidding, I clearly blog enough. 

If your window isn't open right now, you're missing out. Today's weather was such a refresher. K bye!