The first thing I did when my alarm woke me this morning was drop my phone when I grabbed it to turn off the alarm. It fell under the bed, where its alarm continued to go off while I crawled underneath and groped around for it among old Kleenexes and cat hairs and dust.
I was only supposed to work two hours today, but we had a meeting and it ran over and then we had a training session on some new tech, and by the time I could get away it was 11:30 and I was frantic to leave and get started running errands. I had just pulled onto the highway when I realized I'd left my phone in the office.
When I did finally get home, I promptly dropped a lightbulb, which shattered all over the dining room floor. I needed the lightbulb for a lamp in the garage, and after I'd cleaned up the broken glass and went out to the garage, when I opened the door a snake fell onto my head.
A snake. Fell onto my head.
It was just a garter snake--they're harmless and I like snakes anyway. But still. On my head.
At this point I suspect the best thing for me to do is just go back to bed. But the ceiling will probably cave in on me.
The snake on the head--that is more than the fates should allow.
I hope you are still with us when you get this. :)
I think the snake was more upset than me. I was like, "Oh, what NOW, a snake, good grief." And the snake was like, "THIS GIANT MAMMAL IS GOING TO EAT ME." :)
Wow; and I thought it was bad when they showed up on planes.
I retold your story to M; he was laughing harder and harder until we got to the snake. At that point his little eyes got wide and the laughing stopped, and he wanted to hear all about whether it was a dangerous snake and what you did. Despite my assurances of the peaceful nature of garter snakes, he told me very carefully that he's afraid of reptiles and would have been scared. He is now very much in awe of the fact that you handled the snake calmly. :)
I mostly felt sorry for the snake. M is such a sweetie. :)
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