When do you know it’s time to go to bed?
A couple of nights ago I was having trouble sleeping so I decided to get up and do some cleaning. My bedroom has an all tile floor that’s white to boot. So, I’m sitting there sorting through a pile of old mail, school papers and stuff and I find a small spider that I promptly killed, no big deal. As the cleaning continues, I pull out some papers that had that fell off of my nightstand and ended up under my bed and start sorting again. I’m sitting on the floor, indian style about a foot or two away from my bed innocently shredding sensitive matterial when all of the sudden I see something over an inch in diameter, round and dark colored skitter out from under my bed and head right for my leg. I gasp and jump, thinking it’s the little spider’s tarantula cousin coming for revenge when I get a decent look at it… It was a dust bunny. It was comprised mostly of my hair hence the dark color and spider-like appearance. As I threw it in the trash bag sitting next to me on the floor, I decided it was time to go to bed.