Death or super human strength?..........probably death
I had an appointment this morning to appraise a home, which is a good thing, because that's what I do now.
As per usual, I checked to see what the weather was going to be like so that I would know to dress appropriately. However, even after having checked to ensure that it would in fact be in the mid-nineties, I chose to wear a pair of black pants anyway. Color me brilliant. Although, to make up for it, I did choose a white golf shirt to complete the ensemble. This kept the top half cool, while slow-roasting the lower half.
Times are few and far between that I am dripping sweat prior to noon, but this was one of those days.
And to top things off, while measuring the outside of the home, a flying ant attacked me.
Flying low like a black hawk helicopter, the ant bypassed the minimum security measures that my sunglasses were providing. Slipping under the radar, he landed on my eye. And just like a dog marking his territory, this ant commando decided to let me know who was boss. He chomped down on my eyelid much quicker than I could rip my shades off and poke myself in the eye.
Score one for mother nature and her beautiful bugs.
Now there is a stinging/burning sensation across my right eyelid. My only hope is that the flying ant had fallen into a vat of nuclear waste and this bite will transform me into some great superhero. Or, I could have simply been poisoned by his radioactive venom and will fall dead. Either way, it's bound to be exciting, But I guess we'll have to wait until tomorrow to find out. Because that's how it works, right? Overnight transformation (here's hoping!) ...or...DEATH!
So if you don't hear from me anytime in the near future, you'll know what happened.