Requirement in a husband

I have a new requirement for any man who wishes to be a candidate for my hand in marriage. He must be willing to kill all large bugs and spiders. I can kill my own small bugs (basically anything that I can squish with a kleenex without feeling it or worrying about it biting me) but I require someone to kill the large ones.

I've just had a traumatic encounter with a particularly large spider (in my bedroom of all places), and my "loving" father refused to kill it for me, making it necessary for me to do it myself. As I wiped spider goo from the wall after using a fly swatter and kleenex combo to commit spider homicide I loudly decided that any man I marry must be willing to kill any and all large bugs that I encounter.

Enforced Day Off

My body created an enforced rest day for me. Some sort of stomach bug, mild enough that I can move around a bit, but strong enough that I don't dare head out to work or anywhere where I can't reach a bathroom immediately came upon me sometime around 3:30 this morning.

When I woke up for good, I realized that I wouldn't be going to work, or really anywhere else for the day, and I headed back to bed. So, I've spent the day dozing, listening to music, reading, but mostly just doing things that are restful.

I'll be back either tonight or sometime in the next couple of days with answers to my own reading questions (which only Nolan answered...) and possibly some other stuff I've been thinking about. Oh, and the announcement of the details of my crazy opportunity is coming soon, too... just in case you haven't already heard the rumors!