The Hot Mess in Me Sees and Honors the Hot Mess In Each and Every One of You 🧘🏻♀️
Namaste.
Good Morning,
Do you want to hear a story about a hot mess?
Here’s one starring yours truly.
This past Sunday night, my husband and I were cleaning up after a late dinner. 🧆
We were going about our business when suddenly, a large alien-like bug🦟 flew over our heads and landed on the wall behind us.
I screamed, and Eric jumped to action, grabbing a magazine.
Impressively, he nailed the bug on the first try…
Not impressively, this caused the alien bug to take flight and then land on my ankle, completely freaking me out. However, I had leggings on, so it didn’t touch my skin. (Or so I thought.)
I brushed it off, grabbed a napkin, squashed it like a 🍇 and threw it in the garbage.
Other than emitting a strange maple syrup-ish smell, I thought this story would end there.
No harm, no foul, just an unfortunate ending for the alien bug. (✌️out🦟)
however…