I was tidying up my kitchen the other day, and even though it was still the middle of the afternoon, it was already dark enough that I could have turned on a light. I didn't though, but now wish I had.
Because at one point, I put my finger on a speck of something to pick it up in order to flick it into the sink or something and when I lifted my finger, the speck flew away.
GAH!
I immediately apologized to the little moth (no, actually I did, I yelled and then went "sorry, sorry!") and am hopeful I didn't... squish murder it or something but ugh, I did not like.
Clearly I shouldn't clean anymore, right?
Right.
2 comments:
Could be worse.. last time we cleaned under the fridge, the "dust bunny" turned out to be a dead mouse.
Cats, eh?
Oh no!
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