My phone was on vibrate and I didn't notice it. When I noticed I missed a call from D3 (who will be 15 next month) I admit, I panicked a little. Usually, she texts. A voice mail must mean an emergency. She left this message for me on my phone. It was an emergency indeed.
MOOOOOOOMMMMM! Where are you?! I swear to God, I've been watching this spider move across my room for, like, the last ten minutes and I really need you to come home so you can kill it. Okay? kay. thanks.Well, the desperation in her voice just left me holding the Bad Mommy trophy. I mean, to leave an almost fifteen year old home alone and defenseless against a big, bad, scary spider is absolutely reprehensible.
I drove home like only a SuperMom can. 007 has nothing on my SuperMom driving skills. As I ran into the house with my grocery bags I made sure I threw on my SuperMom cape to rescue D3 from peril.
I flew into the house, throwing the bags on the counter and continued up the stairs to help my damsel in distress. I busted through D3's bedroom door only to find her calmly laying on her bed reading a book.
"What took you so long," she asked.
"I ran into Mike and Marie. Where is it?"
"Oh, you got my message? Well, I decided to put my big girl panties on and take care of it myself. It was getting too close so I got a cup and heavy piece of paper, caught it, and let it go outside. I'm pretty proud of myself. I faced my fear and conquered!"
I walked back to my room and removed my cape wondering if I would ever need it again. I feel the day is coming when my cape will no longer be needed and can be permanently retired.
However, for now, I'll just keep it hanging in my closet... just in case.
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