Okay, so first of all, if you follow me on any social media channel, you know that the cutest thing in the world happened and her name is Aloy (yes, like Horizon Zero Dawn) and JUST LOOK AT HER.
I mean… come on. pic.twitter.com/dnHrlzLHdL
— Emelie Samuelson (@AwkwardlyAlive) July 25, 2017
Yeah. I know. She’s just the best. She’s three months old and we adopted her on Monday night and so far things are going well. A lot of you have been asking how Gio is adjusting and he’s just being the best big brother. For example:
But, to be honest, I have other news to share, which I did not expect to be the case. I was all “Friday’s blog post is just going to be the cutest ever,” and then the least adorable thing that could have possibly happened, well, happened:
WHAT THE F I JUST FOUND A SNAKE SKIN IN MY HOUSE WHAT DO I DO. pic.twitter.com/S5kFo68dbJ
— Emelie Samuelson (@AwkwardlyAlive) July 27, 2017
So…. that…. ugh, let me just start at the beginning.
Yesterday we discovered a snake skin in our living room.
A freaking snake skin was sitting between our air purifier and the wall, right near the radiator. You know, WHERE THERE SHOULD NEVER BE A SNAKE SKIN.
And this means that not only was there a snake in my living room at some point, but it was alive. And growing. Because, as I realized via googling “WHAT DO I DO WHEN I FIND A SNAKE SKIN IN MY LIVING ROOM,” the only reason a snake sheds its skin is that the skin is officially too small for the snake’s body.
There are about 19 different things about all of this that I find alarming.
The good news (if I have to pick some good news out of this?) is that we’re fairly confident that due to the scale pattern on the tail, this is the shed skin of a non-venomous snake… so I suppose that’s comforting. Then again, we’re not exactly experts and this little bit of information doesn’t get rid of the fact that a snake was sneaking through our living room in recent history.
The Mr. is being disturbingly calm about this whole situation, by the way. Like… he found the snake skin while I was at work, left it there, and then randomly that evening he just casually told me to go look behind the air purifier. Then he went back to whatever he was doing while I curled up into a ball of panic for the rest of the evening, just waiting to start hearing voices in the walls, telling me to “kill…. kill…”
Perhaps I should count my blessings, though, because I was just thinking to myself that nothing strange ever happens to me anymore.
Thanks, Universe. You always come through.
In other news, the very first (and only public) episode of Sunday Supdates is going up this weekend and I am so excited about it, so make sure you come back here Sunday night to watch! If you have no idea what I’m talking about, click here.
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