I am not originally from Texas. I am a native Californian (I know, this already turned some of you Texas people off). But it is fact. I moved to Texas to get away from a very lucrative job working 6 or 7 days a week. But I had fought cancer and won and wanted to slow down!! I wanted to get a family, etc. Now 3 kids later, I realize I work harder and make less. But I am loving my kids!!
Anyway, I am not a bug person. I absolutely hate bugs. I mean...SERIOUSLY HATE. I am terrified of any kind of bug. Unfortunately, I have passed this on to my kids who are all born Texans. Not really great when your little boy, who is supposed to be super tough, runs from an ant. And no, I am not afraid of ants. Except stepping on one of Texas' ant hills.
Back on topic. I recently moved on my own to an apartment with 3 kids in tow. Moved from a nice house, but away from a relationship I hated. So, we are happy. Anyway, there was a wasps nest on our patio! Normally, I would not handle this. But it was all me. So, I went to the store, bought the spray, stuck one arm out the door and sprayed like crazy. Then I slammed the door shut and felt so proud as I saw these demons fall to the ground.
A small moment for those of you who are countrified. But huge for me!!! Had to share.
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