All In (Not by Choice!)

Hello Hatters,

I had an early morning wake up alert from my dog; she was barking, mildly alarmed at something. We’re talking 5:15 AM, not my desired wake up time.  I was hoping she would stop barking, but it just seemed like something was really off. So I drug myself out of bed, went to the kitchen, and heard a weird clicking noise.  It was not a consistent sound and I isolated it to my oven.  Great?!?!!!

I had a weird incidence happen with a different oven in the past, so I went to get dressed.  I got my shoes on just in case I had to call the fire department. (I can’t tell you why these things pop into my brain, but that’s what happened).  And, I brushed my hair because one look in the mirror and I saw a resemblance to Phyllis Diller in the reflection.  If you’re not familiar with this reference, look at the pictures.

I went back to the kitchen to start the investigate of the sound in my oven. It was the oddest metallic sound.  I unloaded the spices. I unloaded the bottom tray of baking pans. I pulled out the oven from the wall and unplugged it.  When the sound stopped, I was really puzzled. Then all of a sudden, I heard it again. I went to the right side of the oven and there was a 3/4” long bug.  I looked it up.  It’s called a click beetle.   It pops up in the air to move.  So it was popping up against the bottom of my oven to try and escape.  It is now a very dead click beetle at the bottom of my trashcan. This city chick asks, “How did a click beetle get in my kitchen and underneath my oven?”

But you see, once you pull out any appliance, you know there’s gonna be a mess.  Then, you’re ALL IN, as in … you’re committed to sweeping, cleaning, scrubbing, suctioning out corners, and disinfecting.  Disgusting!

As a writer, who wears many hats just like you, weird stuff just happens.  You can’t make this stuff up!  I share the journey and look for an analogy for life.  Sorry, no lesson or inspiration here, just a good laugh. If you think of something about a click beetle underneath my oven, let me know.

MT Penny