In the Garden of Eden

Last week was a long week for Kevin and me. Kevin was working 12 hour days in Owego, New York and I was trying to rival him back here in Frederick.

On Thursday as I unloaded my groceries from my car after another long day of work, I glanced up to see my neighbor running over to me.

"I don't want to freak you out, but there's a bit of a problem," she started.

I looked over to my house, but it was still standing, so I figured it couldn't be that bad.

"You see that skin," she pointed over to my other neighbors yard, where a ridiculously long snake skin lay, "Well, Neighbor X (I only know her as the loud lady who's always screaming for her kids to come in) saw that snake slither through your ground cover."

(You have got to be kidding me! That snakeskin is well over 3 feet long!)

"And..." she continued.

(You mean this gets worse?)

"...we found a snake in our house this week...in the kitchen!"

The groundcover in front of our house had suddenly changed from that ugly mess we had to clean-up in the near to distant future to a raging tangle of overgrowth with snakes and monsters poised to jump out at any second.

She continued in gory detail to speculate on the size and girth of the snake, how many snakes had possibly taken up residence in our ground cover and how none of the neighbors would even let their children near our "snake zone" any more.

An emergency phone call was immediately made to Kevin who promptly handed the phone off to a co-worker (don't ask.) Needless to say, Sunday was spent eradicating the snake zone.

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