We have a spider which has built quite the condominium across three windows. Windows that I must look through every day. Three windows I’m avoiding washing because of the local resident, and all its victims. The web keeps growing…
Today, I discovered the creepy thing has a roommate. That must be why the condo was remodeled–to accommodate the extra tenant.
Or…perhaps the second one is a boomerang child.
Meh, I’m going to have to pull out the hose and see if I can get a good enough stream of water to knock it down from the second story—because eventually it will get cold, and I don’t want them adding onto their condo—inside our home.
We have enough inhabitants.
I thought that was where this post would end, but then I started thinking about insects.
As I have said before, I don’t wear a sign around my neck regarding my mental disabilities, but I am more than willing to share my experiences if someone is interested in reading, or hearing about them.
Of course, if you use Facebook, Twitter, or any type of social media, you have seen the stories, tributes, and comments about the suicide of Robin Williams.
Most of the people are demanding that we stand up and drop the curtain of stigma from mental illness. “Let’s open a discussion”, they say.
Ha! In the last week, I have politely commented and shared my experiences regarding my mental illness. The friends status’ I commented on are aware that I struggle with diseases of the mind.
Guess what I was met with?
A place to become a virtual spider….strike, then retreat.