Life as a Yowler

Alright, story time……

I have been on an organization kick around here. I blame the new year. I have been sorting and going through clothes and figuring out what I need in the cabin, and what I need over in the big house. Side note…..we are living in a little cabin that’s on our property, right beside our home that’s being remodeled. Tonight, I decided to take a load of clothes from the cabin over to the house.

I walked into the house and started putting clothes away. I was walking back and forth between my bedroom and the kids rooms. I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I glanced out into the living room and saw a BAT flying all over the living room. I ran back into our bedroom and shut and locked the door(just in case bats know how to turn door knobs). I reached into my pocket for my cell phone. It wasn’t there. I forgot it over at the cabin. 🤦‍♀️ I grabbed my iwatch and sent desperate text messages to Brandon(who was in the cabin). The texts didn’t send, as I didn’t have service. I tried calling from the watch….same story….no service. I spent some time cussing, some time praying, some time beggin the Lord for a miracle. I nearly called 911 on our home security system, but the rational side of me realized that was probably a bad idea.

I decided the only way out of this mess was to go face my fear. I grabbed a tin bin and put it over my head. I grabbed a broom. I opened our bedroom door slowly, making sure to swing the broom back and forth in front of me. I ran as fast as I could through the living room to the front door. I was staring up at the ceiling the entire time. I failed to see a nail on the ground. I stepped on the nail. It went through my shoe. I was really winning at life tonight.

I ran back to the cabin and questioned Brandon…..”what in the actual heck? You’re not gonna come check on my when I go missing during a snowstorm for an hour?” He responded by laughing at me when I told him the story. He told me maybe we could hold a Michael Scott Rabies Aweness fun run. He then explained that he didn’t think much of me being missing…..because I’ve been over there organizing all week. Oh yeah.

Brandon and myself went back to the house with our one brave child, Joah. We couldn’t find the bat anywhere. I was ready to give up hope, when we finally spotted him down in the basement. The idiot found himself a cave down there. Brandon and Joah managed to get him out of the house. I was completely, totally useless. I watched in terror.

I am still a little tramatized, but I think I will be fine with time. I have very faithfully been waking up early and heading over to the house to exercise each morning before my kids get up. I’ve come to the conclusion that I would rather be fat, than face another bat at 6am by myself. This New Year resolution to exercise lasted 5 days, and that’s good enough for me.