I've killed 3 spiders in the last 48 hours. I barely see one inside the house all winter and spring and then suddenly it seems like it's just too damn hot outside and my house is the place to be.

I killed a mega sized one only 40 minutes ago. Little bugger tried to escape the mountain of bug spray I was hurling at it by running into the bathroom. Can't fool me! So yes, it's lying all curled up and dead in the bathroom and I will wait for Scott to come home so that he can remove it.

I never thought that it was possible to hate work more than I have been, but on Friday it happened. I was feeling awful, I could barely walk because of the huge blisters I had on my feet from the previous 9 hour shift I did there. I went on my lunch break and sat in my car and cried.

Oh hell yes I did.

It's slightly pathetic I know, but I couldn't stand it. I left work "sick" 2 hours later.

Scott won't let me quit there unless I have another job lined up, he's so evil like that.

Anyway, his work Christmas dinner was this weekend and it wasn't as awful as I thought it would be. Three hour boat cruise with free alcohol, and then each couple got $100 to use at the Casino on gambling, drinking or whatever.

We gambled a little and came out $15 ahead. Not something to brag about but we were happy.

Yesterday wasn't so nice, I felt fairly sick all day but our Chrisco came. Hurrah!

Today I must clean, set up the Christmas tree, buy some extra Christmas decorations, do the shopping and most likely head over to see Kristy.

Quite the packed day.

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