It Just Keeps Getting Better!

After posting my ER post this morning, I went to wake Seth up. I was standing in his doorway talking to him, and then turned to go back in the living room. I didn't have my contacts in or my glasses on, but as I turned, I saw the end of a snake slithering under the chair. Needless to say, I screamed and ran, hollering at Seth. I ran all the way outside to the front porch. Seth put his boots on, and turned the chair over. I heard him say "It's a huge ring neck" to which I replied with another scream! He managed to pin it behind the couch with a pool stick. He killed it and carried it outside. Needless to say, I called Charlie & Malachi, who were welding at Papaw's, and made them come home and turn over and look under and around every piece of furniture in the house before I would step foot in it again. I can handle lizards, bats, mice, rats, angry goats, dogs, anything except a snake. I CANNOT handle a snake. They freak me out, make me paranoid and give me nightmares. I had a science teacher in Jr. High, Mrs. McQuiddy, who thought she would cure me of my fear of snakes by making me touch a blue racer. All it accomplished was giving me nightmares for months! I can't step a foot on the floor without looking all around me first, and move past furniture very quickly. Not sure when I'll have peace of mind again.