Look who just woke me up crawling on my leg

Look who just woke me up crawling on my leg - the same leg that was already bitten, and in almost the exact same place. Since my leg hasn't rotted off and is pretty much healed I don't think I can blame this creature. However, according to Google this bebe is a Brown Recluse. I caught him and took him outside.

Edited to add:

Well, according to this the bites don't always turn necrotic. I guess it could have been this one or one of his friends / family. I don't know. But I'm fine and I'm not mad at whoever bit me.

https://www.wired.com/.../poor-misunderstood-brown-recluse/

Today I painted...

Today I painted 2 bathrooms and about ⅓ of a large room. I'm talking the whole 9 yards - dusting walls, taking down switch plates, taping, cutting in, and rolling. We didn't have a ladder with a tray to hold things so I was up and down our ladder ALL. DAY.

I discovered that I'm getting good at cutting in without tape; I did an entire door frame and the wall where it meets a popcorn ceiling pretty perfectly. I think the trick for me is to be exhausted, perched precariously, and holding my breath. 😂😂😂 Usually I do more fine work with my left hand but in this case depending on the angle my right hand might be better.

Another thing I did was chase down a neighbor who was riding on his lawn mower. 😂 We want him to do some work in our yard (he'd offered before) and we hadn't been able to catch him outside. So there I go, covered in paint, paintbrush in hand, titties flapping in the wind - chasing after this nice unsuspecting man. I caught him and he was so nice. His teeth were beautiful. And he came over after he was done mowing to see what needed to be done and give us a price. He came in for a bit and also complimented my lines. 😃

Needless to say - I'm exhausted. Shaun also worked hard today. He painted some ceilings and changed out some fixtures and put up a new mailbox among other things. The house in Anniston is coming together nicely and I'm really excited to see it finished. I know it's going to be a great home for someone. It's kind of bittersweet now that it's getting close to not being ours, but that's ok.

Anyway, I'm probably about to crash out. I hope you all are doing well. ❤️

Y'all remember my giant crazy twisty aloe that I repotted?

Y'all remember my giant crazy twisty aloe that I repotted? The big plants still look crazy, but they've got babies now.

I'm pretty sure a chipmunk dug a hole down this one. I know I did not pot it this way. 😂

I think a chipmunk went digging in this one. I found it knocked over and low on dirt.

Look at all the little baby aloe!

😍😍😍

This one is crammed full. I don't even understand how it has so many in there.

Another pot just filling up. Wild.

I think something bit me on the leg about 4 days ago.

I think something bit me on the leg about 4 days ago. I didn't feel it when it happened and it doesn't hurt now, but the first couple of days it itched and was tender and warm. I'm not super concerned since it doesn't hurt, but does anyone have a guess as to what might have done this?

The big spot is the supposed bite. The smaller dots are psoriasis, so just the usual.

Shaun took me for tasty food and we talked.

Shaun took me for tasty food and we talked. I feel a good bit better.

We've got a real estate agent meeting us at the house in Anniston tomorrow. We still have some stuff to do there, but nothing major. Finally feels like we're making progress towards selling the place. We stay busy but it feels like it's taking forever to get things done. Oh well. I guess we'll just keep at it.

I'm paralyzed with feelings...

I'm paralyzed with feelings (and have been for the last couple of days). I probably need a therapist but that's not an option at the moment. I'll be ok if I can stop depression from creeping in. I feel it trying.

I know that I've got comments and messages to respond to. I just can't right now. I'm sorry.

Having one of those much-needed...

Having one of those much-needed plant watering / hanging with my tortoise / vibing to Christine and the Queens typa days. Sorry, not sorry about my face. It is what it is. I think my skin is unhappy about being back in this humidity.