funny story

I had a very exciting night last night.

Scary exciting.

It's 8:30, I'm in bed.

The bestie texts me that something's going on behind her house.

(she lives across a small pond from me)

She said it sounded like a weed eater.

I told her it's probably the helicopters that I always mistake for a lawnmower.

But then she starts freaking out.

Saying it's making her house shake and for me to "get over here"

soon it's on her carport

"now jess"

I immediately start to freak out.

Because she is never scared of anything.

And if she's scared, I know it's time to freak. haha

So I'm scrambling around trying to put clothes on

and find my gun.

Yes, I have a gun.

I'm a female and I live alone.

And there are crazies in this world.

At first I assumed it was coyotes

because there was some last weekend.

Can't you see me shooting a coyote?! right

I'm on my way over and she tells me never mind.
It is her husband's friend dropping off his car.

I went over anyway to make sure

because I don't like that guy anyway.

And she won't come outside

or answer the phone!

Come to find out she was hiding in the bathroom.

That was the scariest shit ever.

I kept thinking how the hell am I gonna protect her with a gun I'm pretty sure I have forgotten how to shoot.

Needless to say,

I will be going to the range this weekend.

Our lives should be a tv show, I'm serious!