Yesterday I stumbled across something very precious: a survey that I had created for my grandparents to fill out in 1995. Gently folded on old-school computer paper, you know, the kind that connected and had holey edges to it, were the answers on life from four very wise and weathered family members. The last question
SPIDER-ANTS TO ACTION.
I preach action, but fail to follow through myself sometimes. For a week now, ants have taken over my kitchen counters. Hundreds of tiny ants, busy as bees on a mission for their clan to profit from me. Three times now I have reassured my roommates over the past few days not to worry, that