Spastic? Yes - I AM.

I get up every day, 7 days a week, at 7:00 a.m. This is the time that I drink coffee, read my Bible, and pray. Today as I finished praying and was on my way to the kitchen, I saw something laying in the hall floor that looked like a snake. The only thing I came up with was that the kids must have left a toy out last night that I hadn't noticed. And then it moved. Across the floor. The toy that looked so much like a snake, was indeed a snake. A small copperhead to be exact. POISONOUS. Danger Ranger.

As I noticed the disgusting little thing, I panicked because it was about 3 feet away from Luke and Faith's floor. They were awake, but they were still laying in their beds talking. I didn't know if I should go get the shovel without drawing attention to myself or if I should tell the kids to make sure their little fannies stayed in their beds. I opted to run like Hell to the garage and get a shovel. I then proceeded to assault the snake. As I was trying to kill the dang thing it struck the shovel several times. All I could think was that it could have gotten one of my kids. That is scary. REALLY scary. Needless to say, the snake ended up in 3 pieces and without a head. I ended up having an anxiety attack post snake assault that left me sick to my stomach and in need of rescuing. I called Tyron, and he abandoned a class to come and rescue me. I seriously got my kids out of bed, put Hannah in the high chair with her seat belt on, and put Luke and Faith in their chairs at the table. They weren't allowed to get out of their chairs until Daddy made sure there were no more snakes in the house. I am still paranoid every time I see an electrical cord.

I don't think we will be getting our deposit back...not when the assault of a snake happened in the hallway of our little rent house. Who knew that snakes had so much blood in them? Yuck.

Thank God for protecting my little family from that vile little creature! I have subsequently started praying that God would ban all poisonous creatures from our house and yard. Give me bugs, mice, or mean dogs...just don't give me a snake. I might even consider getting a cat.