Spring Cleaning In December.

So I'm getting ready for the move back to Tahoe. I really like this time of the year, when I'm closing 1 chapter and opening another. I've been going through all my crap and just throwing it all away. I'm so over when you're cleaning out your stuff and you find something you NEED to throw away, but the memories come flooding back and you can't. Like that special t-shirt, or a pair of shoes or something. Thong underwear. What? I try to quickly throw everything away before I realize what I just did. I have a garbage bag full of just clothes, and another one of just photographs. Can't take 'em with me, ya know?

Near death experience! Was pulling the garbage and recycling containers back to the side of the house, and look what I almost ran into! Geez, this thing's the kinda spider that kidnaps the neighbor's dogs and cats. And children if they're not careful. This dude gave me a flashback of when I got attacked by a gigantic centipede on Kauai. I swear that thing also tried to take my wallet. Ok, not really. But at least Mr. Spider here has eaten a lot of bugs, because the only thing I dislike more than spiders is bugs. Unless they're on a National Geographic special. Then I'm all about the spiders and insects.