This morning has been interesting. Chris needed to be at work (the Panera on Lawrenceville Suwanee near my house) by 5 AM. Hannah wasn't able to visit Peanut yesterday, so we thought maybe I could run Chris to work and we'd have the car this morning to go visit him early. Knowing I had to be up and read to leave by 4:40, I drank water during the night and managed to be wide awake at 3!

On the way to Panera, I regaled Chris with the story of the Poptun property purchase. He was sitting in the passenger seat eating his banana honey bread, and I was driving. Every once in a while he'd say something like, "This is your exit" or "Turn right here". I was so into my story that I had my driving skills set to automatic pilot (ie...I'd disengaged my brain). Yikes. A cord of three strands isn't easily broken, and in this case the Lord, Chris and I managed to get unbroken to work just fine.

After I dropped him off I drove by my house where I planned to check email and pick up my curling iron. Although I forgot the curling iron, I was able to call Danielito in Muizenberg and wish him a Happy Birthday. He's such a doll...we had the longest conversation yet, with him responding at all the right places. I'd say something or sing a phrase of "Happy Birthday to Daniel" and when I paused, he'd make an appropriate noise. Such a clever little fellow.

Next I drove by Bank of America where I deposited the check Rickie gave me. Thank you so much for the money You provide through her, Lord. It allows me to be here.

I came back to the apartment and piddled around getting ready for bed. I figured I had three more hours of sleep to enjoy before I officially started my day with Hannah. Lying on my pallet on the livingroom floor I prayed and chatted with the Lord and floated in and out of dreamland. One of my dreams was that I was sitting beside a hole in the ice waiting for something to pop its head up. I said, "I'll just wait and see what comes." Then I got a picture of waiting beside a watering hole waiting to see what came. I remembered the youtube video that Monica showed me; a camera had been set up near a water trough in what appeared to be desert-like surroundings. The animals that came to drink tripped the camera and their likenesses were captured. I saw a mountain lion, a wild boar, another small wildcat and all sorts of other critters. The final picture was of a couple of thirsty Mexican men.

OK...those thoughts were going through my mind, and I turned to look out the window at the lightening sky when I saw the tiniest little black dot lowering itself over the chair where Hannah sits. What a cute little spider! I considered grabbing Hannah's good camera to take its picture and remembered that her flash didn't work. Maybe if I turned on the lamp behind the chair I could provide enough light. When I did, I saw that the tiny cute spider was a larger not-so-cute one whose limbs were light in color (therefore invisible to me in the dark). It had let itself down from the vent in the ceiling and had landed on the chair where Hannah spends hours per day... I switched from 'let's take his cute little picture' mode to 'GET him!!' when I saw what he really looked like. I swiped at him with a kitchen towel and missed! Another swipe covering a wider area also missed. I know this because I searched diligently for his remains on the towel and black leather seat cushion and saw nothing. I sat back on my haunches with my face at cushion level and waited to see if anything would move. My patience was rewarded with the sight of a pale colored spider dashing across the seat to the red cushion propped up in the corner. One more pass with the towel and he was history. Success! No trespassing deathly pale pointy-limbed arthropod is going to hurt my Hannah if I can help it.

As I lay back down on my blanket, I pondered the ice hole/watering trough pictures, wondering if they'd been prophetic.