Those of you who know me well are most likely well acquainted with my neurotic tendencies. I´m the type of person who disinfects their keyboard with isopropyl alcohol, who wipes the bathroom sink down with bleach wipes twice a day, and who dons a biohazard suit before exterminating a stray bug. Simply stated, I´m an obsessive compulsive wimp.
But, my friends, I think the tide is changing.
Last night, while in the shower, a large spider appeared in all of his eight-legged horror. The old me would have screamed, fled the shower, and perhaps the city. The new me shrugged in irritation, squished it with my shower shoe, and kicked it over to the drain. I then continued my luxuriously long, hot shower.
I´m so rugged. Okay, well probably not, but still. It´s an improvement.