Although this is a knitting blog, I need to talk about things that go bump in the night right now. I live in an apartment complex, so I have to do the laundry in a common area. As you may remember from your college/apartment/Partridge Family days, you need to plan your laundry washing on everyone else's lives. I am a fan of doing my wash late at night or early Friday evenings. I don't mind missing out on potential social events, since me doing laundry means I have hit the dregs of my clothing (i.e. passing off a prom dress as being a trendy chic psychologist outfit). What I do mind are two things that go bump in the night.
The first thing that scares me when I am doing my laundry are the frogs/toads (I can't tell the difference...didn't read those Frog and Toad books when I was a kid) that come out at night. I am scared that I am going to step on one, squash it, and then fall on my bum. From afar the frogs and wet leaves look the same. Although the fear of frog slippage scares me, I feel if I remain vigilant I shall be safe.
The second thing, I must admit scares me much more. This is what keeps me from wearing my iPod while doing my laundry. This is what keeps me aware of my surroundings at all times. I am afraid of zombies. Yep, you read that right. Since I do my laundry at odd hours, there are rarely any people around. When I walk outside, it is like the beginning of a zombie movie: the surroundings look the same as usual, but everything is eerily quiet. If I see someone out in the distance I have to freeze for just a moment to see if he/she moves like a person or a zombie. What can I say? Irrational fears are my forte. I think I need to knit some sort of zombie talisman or is that an anti-zombie talisman?
Alright, I am going back to my classic talisman...brownies.
That brings back memories of undergrad! One of my housemates and I had to go to our basement in third year to replace a burnt-out fuse. The house was probably 100 years old, and the basement was so dusty and cobwebby that for half a year before that my housemates and I had made jokes about a dead monk lurking down there. So finally two of us went down for the fuse (and yes, I know it only takes one person to replace a fuse but that's only under normal circumstances, not when dead monks might be around). My rational side kept saying that it was all right, but just as we finished installing the new fuse we thought we heard something, so we ran screaming back up the stairs and didn't go back down until we moved out of the building.
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Good luck with the laundry! Having to do it in a common area is annoying enough without worrying about frogs and wet leaves etc.
If it makes you feel any better, just keep reminding yourself that zombies are SLOW. You can always outrun them. One on one, a live human will always win a contest with a zombie. But it gets trickier when there are lots of zombies...and they do like to swarm, don't they?
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