Laurie's World

How’s that for a hook? Now folks will read this entry just to see how I am evolving….what does that mean? How could I BE more evolved you ask? 😉😉

Many of my loyal readers have known me for a long time, my Mom and Dad, my sister, my husband, Vick, maybe even my kids….but others are relatively new to the scene…Julie and Renee 😳. So there is something that you should all know. I used to be very squeamish about certain things (like bugs for example, and sweating (sorry Jay)). But the new and improved me has learned to really go with the flow. I wasn’t going to blog about this necessarily, but feel that it might make a good story so am going to go ahead with it anyway. For the faint of heart, you may want to skip the rest of this blog entry.

Last evening, after a stop for a foot massage, many rounds of fun light hearted conversation and a wonderful meal of Tee’s Pad See Ewe for me and Khao Soi Gai for Troy (thank goodness), I left Troy in Ian, Ritchie and Landon’s capable hands (STOP right there! Who remembers what happened last year when I left the party early?). I wandered back to the hotel at around 8:45pm. Quite tired and really thinking it best to try and get on a real sleep schedule ( despite the nap I took poolside earlier in the day), I was the responsible one. 😳 I came into our room and turned on the light in the bathroom. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the BIGGEST brown something or other scurry across the counter. Hmmmmm, NOT COOL NOT COOL! I have not seen such a thing here, let alone in my room. It was easily the size of a teaspoon not including the 2 long antennae. So I’m faced with a huge dilemma. HUGE. If I smack the snot out of it, what do I use and how to I deal with the aftermath of that? If I run it off, how do I know if, when and where it will come back and will it bring friends? So I decided to try and capture it, and then let Troy deal with it when he got back. Sounds brilliant doesn’t it? So what do I capture it with then? I got a glass…already sounding like a bad idea, as the hotel drinking glasses here are ACTUAL glass, not those flimsy plastic things you get when you rent a $129 room at the Motel 6 in North America.

So I start the chase around the bathroom, started on the counter, fished around under the toiletries container, under the sink, down the front of the cabinet, across the floor board. Smack smack smack with the glass. This thing was fast and hopefully really scared. But alas I didn’t catch it. So you see where this is going….ultimately back to plan B, which was to run it off. But I was a little nervous about breaking the glass, and or catching the thing by part of its body and having to deal with that…I was in the moment folks…don’t judge!

So now I had a new dilemma, how to secure the room against this critter. Given that I now believe this to be the dreaded “C” word creature. I decide that if I leave all the lights on, it won’t come back, so I turn on every light in both rooms, get out my sleep mask and crawl into bed. True sleep eludes me for a few reasons, not the least of which is my body thinks it is 8am, I’m by myself with what I am sure is a man eating creature, the lights are on full blast, and Troy is out…..

When he returns at 1:30am (tsk tsk), I’m wide awake and I have to tell him this story and he feels very bad for me I’m sure when he asks, “so you have been curled up there in the fetal position for all this time?”.

So I wasn’t going to tell this story necessarily but I had an AHA moment just now because as I’m sitting here at the breakfast table and I just picked an ant off my egg, I realized I really have evolved from that girl I was 6+ years ago who would have run screaming like a lunatic and never never never have even tried to catch “the thing in the room”. I remember when Troy and I were on our honeymoon in Hawaii and there was a gecko in the top corner of our room and I didn’t sleep a wink staring at it all night to see if it moved (or god forbid crawled into my suitcase). Troy told me then, and I believe it to be true now, “geckos are our friends”. The old Laurie would have made Troy go down to the desk and demand a fumigated sterile environment. But that’s not my reality anymore folks. It does beg the question of where was my friend the gecko last night??

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