So tonight at about 2am I decide it's time for dinner. Because, when you have Fibromyalgia, sometimes you can't do stuff. Like sleep. Or wash dishes. And with no leftovers to forage I had to get creative. And by "get creative" I mean look at my Pinterest recipe board for inspiration on what potato-based food I could make without having to do dishes. This recipe did nicely. The only thing I had to do was slice potatoes. I cooked it in my toaster oven too, thereby not creating unnecessary heat by using the oven (and avoiding the need to wash the cookie sheet).
As my delicious potato nachos are cooking I see...well...here's what I have copypasta'ed from my Facebook:
So, I'm making a midnight
snack (i.e. dinner) when out of the corner of my
non-glasses-wearing-eyes I see what looks like a mouse skitter across
the floor. I think, "eep!" but also "it's okay because Moussie's looking
at it intently and she'll teach it a lesson for coming into this cat
stenchy house." and then as I approach, barefooted and thus with caution
I see it is not a mouse. In fact, the part that I thought was a mouse
was the giant spiders body - its legs being nearly invisible to me as I
cannot see any of the things.
So, obviously the logical course of action is to PANIC.
I rip open all the
cupboards for something huge enough to cage this fucking TAURANTULA (ok,
it's not really but it sure is the size of one) and I settle on the
biggest bowl I can find - a big cereal bowl. Slip on flip flops (really
Jen?) and approach. Yeah. No. Hand will be too close to mutant lava
Find G's Mr. Beer kit. It has
a small opening but the ...thingie that you pour the beer out of allows
for a convenient hand-hold far enough away from the spider to prevent
it from killing my face if I don't manage to trap it.
So I DO manage to trap it but
I'm worried that the sheer mass of this fucking beast will knock over
the lightweight keg. So then I put the WII on top, thereby basically
advertising to every animal in the house, "Please come try to lay on
this." But that spider's not going to hulk-heave the container out of
Then I thought I better leave
a note for G in case I'm asleep when he gets up. So I did. and I will
attempt to get a photo in the AM."
And I don't know if I'll ever get my act together enough to post that kitchen table "tutorial" but I do LOVE the table.