I heard Simone messing with the toilet brush that sits on its base behind the toilet and went into the bathroom to shoo her away from it when I saw her tormenting a huge spider. The thing was fast, fat, big, and creepy. I was hoping she’d kill it but all she wanted to do was play with it. I finally backed her off, shot it with Raid, then flushed it down the toilet. 

Time to hunt for the bug plug. The master bath seems to be a hot spot for spiders, so I’ll plug that thing in that’s supposed to emit a frequency that humans can’t hear but that annoys spiders. 

Love my new temperature color-changing nail polish! The warmer areas are pink and the cooler areas are purple. You definitely have to have long nails otherwise the entire nail will be pink unless you run it under cold water. I’m going to also order pearl to pink and yellow to green. 

Last night I had a dream that took place in my childhood home. My parents were alive and so were my grandparents. Something had just happened to me where I had recently been through some type of ordeal be it physical or emotional or both. I was staying at the house with my parents and I was in the little room next to theirs that was my room before my siblings left home. 

I slept on and off during the night, aware that my parents were up all night taking care of what I think was my mother’s parents. I heard her tell them that soon they would be at the airport and on their way home, which was a little weird since they lived next door. 

I later woke up with a nightmare and went into my parents’ bedroom. They were still awake. My dad was lying on his side facing the window, and my mother was propped up facing me. I told them that zombies had chased me in my dreams. Neither one had a sympathetic response to that. Instead, my mother complained that they were tired and had to catch some sleep before they left later on. I asked if they were going on vacation and Mom said, “No, we’re moving.” 

“What do I do?” I asked. 

“You just stay here and relax,” my mother said.