I hate bugs. I especially hate both genders of mosquito and (I know they aren't "bugs") spiders.
Today was a block party in my neighborhood. I was face-painting for the children when the host of the party, Neighbor, asked me to do a favor for her.
She asked me to fill a bowl with water and handed me a clear, purple chip bowl.
...There was a small spider in it... so I turned away from her and for some reason decided to smash the bowl onto the ground.
It was a plastic bowl so it only had a large crack in it, but it was an off moment for me.
Slamming that bowl on the ground instantly filled me with a painful regret and I truly felt my day was ruined.
I mean, it wasn't even an old bowl. It was a new $3.00 bowl. And I turned right around and smashed it on the ground because I saw a spider.
She gave me a different bowl to get the water. It was when I was filling this other bowl and feeling all down and miserable about my mistake when I realized just how ridiculous I must have looked when I did that.
(And then my best friend tried to console me by mentioning that I could make a blog about it later. This is that post.)
I did not let myself freak out like that again and the rest of the party was a success.
I still cringe about it. Then I laugh because it was kinda funny. Then I feel guilty about laughing.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
I even painted Fluttershy on the face of one of my friends.
Today was a block party in my neighborhood. I was face-painting for the children when the host of the party, Neighbor, asked me to do a favor for her.
She asked me to fill a bowl with water and handed me a clear, purple chip bowl.
...There was a small spider in it... so I turned away from her and for some reason decided to smash the bowl onto the ground.
It was a plastic bowl so it only had a large crack in it, but it was an off moment for me.
Slamming that bowl on the ground instantly filled me with a painful regret and I truly felt my day was ruined.
I mean, it wasn't even an old bowl. It was a new $3.00 bowl. And I turned right around and smashed it on the ground because I saw a spider.
She gave me a different bowl to get the water. It was when I was filling this other bowl and feeling all down and miserable about my mistake when I realized just how ridiculous I must have looked when I did that.
(And then my best friend tried to console me by mentioning that I could make a blog about it later. This is that post.)
I still cringe about it. Then I laugh because it was kinda funny. Then I feel guilty about laughing.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
I even painted Fluttershy on the face of one of my friends.
It could have turned out better without the beard, but it's so perfect anyway that I don't care!
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