Like a Moth to the Insane

17 Jun

Tonight ended with me closing up the house only to find I had left a window open in the enclosed porch.  Not a real issue except that it proved to be an invitation to all the neighborhood moths .  As I opened the porch door I was greeted with 30-40 fluttering friends.  AKKKK!  OMG OMG

I grabbed the closest thing to a fly swatter I could find – a broom.  I began the sweeping elimination  embracing thoughts of my Ann Taylor cashmere sweater with pearl buttons and feeling no guilt whatsoever.   The evening’s cocktail made my sweeping efforts a little less fruitful than I had hoped.   I also noticed (as I live on a busy street) several cars slowing to view my free form broom dancing.  Insane?  Perhaps… but I do not care.  My sweater is safe, my babies are sleeping  and Calgon is calling my name.

1 Comment

Posted by on June 17, 2010 in Uncategorized


One response to “Like a Moth to the Insane

  1. Marge Roate

    June 18, 2010 at 5:54 am

    Kelly, Kelly, Kelly! I am confident you can fund your daughters’ college education with profit from the book that you MUST write! Your vivid reflections of each experience make me feel like I’m right there with you! Only I’m not and I do wish I could see all three of you. Aunt Margie


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