I wanted to announce to everyone that I went in there finally and actually have a load of laundry washing as I type.
I am sure that it was quite a sight- with my hoody over my head, long sleeves over my arms, long jeans on my legs, socks and shoes. Fly swatter (or as Carter says it, fly patter) in one gloved hand, long vacuum cleaner hose in the other gloved hand. For a brief moment I considered putting on one of the boys' Spider-Man masks- but then thought it might make it harder for me to see. Listen, I just wanted to be prepared!
I felt confident. A lot in part due to a great friend of mine and her encouraging words. She told me to "claim your power, girl!" and So. I. Did.
I wish she kept a blog (hint hint)- you'd all get a kick out of her stories. Her hubby keeps one here that is definitely worth more than a peek.
Anyway, she gently reminded me of the power that I do have over those home invaders:
Gen. 1:26 says, Then God said, "Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness; let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air, and over the cattle, over all the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth."
"The Bible says I have dominion over you, so In the Name of Jesus, I command you to come out of your hiding place!"
I was armed with more than protective clothing today as I stepped inside that laundry room.