Conquering Fears

Well, I had to face a new fear last night by myself. As I was putting the dogs to bed and turning out lights I saw something slither across the kitchen floor. Yes, I wrote slither. It was a tiny snake about 6 inches long. I just stood for a second thinking what do I do with it. Where did it come from? If I get a shovel and kill I still have to clean it up and that would be gross. If I try and scoop it with something it could slither away. I knew I couldn't leave it, that would be horrible and where would it end up. So after about 2 minutes of thinking I decided I should get my gardening gloves and just pick it up and throw it outside. As I got the gloves I wasn't sure if I had it in me to pick it up. Would I freak out? Would it slither around? I put on the gloves and I stood there for a second looking at it thinking you can do this, it's just a snake and it will be better than killing it and cleaning it up. So I bent down and touched it. It didn't move. The gloves are thick and bulky so it was hard to get a hold of it. I had to try 2 or 3 times before I got a grip on it but I was totally shocked. It didn't squirm at all! I have no idea if that was because it was more scared than me or if that is just the way snakes behave. I got a hold of it and went out on the back porch and threw it out in the yard. Woo hoo! Task done! I glanced around to see if I could figure out where it came from but I couldn't find any obvious signs of how it entered. Oh well, it was gone and if it happened again, I knew I could handle it!! Off to bed I went! Who needs a man?!?!?