Tuesday, February 4, 2014

A House Tale

So...about two months ago we moved out of our "penthouse apartment" into a house with a yard. We have been wanting to do this for YEARS, but never bit the bullet until now. We are loving the space and the fact that we can all run around the house without anyone downstairs banging on the ceiling with a broom (true story).

One thing we never really had to worry about in the apartment was bugs. We never had any bug issues; no spiders, no ants, no creepy crawlies of any kind. We did have the occasional bee, but never in OUR apartment, just the hallway before our door or outside. I knew moving into a house would change this. It would mean there would be a chance that bugs could be lurking in every crevice and corner.

Now, I'm not really afraid of bugs, or spiders, or anything, except for bees, ironically. Well, let us talk about this morning. I wake up and groggily mosey into the kitchen and turn the light on. What do I see scaling it's way down from the cupboard to the counter?! A tiny, little, brown spider, that I think, just might, be looking to bite my head off and eat me alive.

I froze, I wasn't sure what to do. Of course it scurried it's creepy little butt away and I didn't see it again. So, I went down stairs to take my shower and as I'm drying myself off I shake my towels out about 30 extra times. Because, we all know that if there is one spider there is a million more and most likely they are hiding in my towels. I get dressed and I feel my pant leg tug on my calf ever so slightly, this is when I swear the spider has sunken it's death fangs into my calf and I just need to wait for my leg to whither and fall off later today. I go back upstairs to take a drink of my Diet Coke, morning fuel if you will, and I swear that a million little creepy crawlers are just floating on top of the succulent, dark liquid waiting to attack my precious tongue.


actual size vs size in my head
 
Of course none of the latter is true. There was only the one little guy, who probably will get zapped up behind the fridge or something. None the less, I will be checking my bed a little closer tonight before I sneak my feet  into that deep, dark hole at the bottom of my bed. I do want to keep my toes after all.

1 comment:

  1. You are so f'ing cute! Those creepy crawlers are very scary. I have also had one encounter with a spider in our new place. As I was showering (without my glasses mind you) I see something hanging in the shower. I, of course, think that it's only something in my imagination. So I look a little closer to discover that it's a spider and it's crawling back up its web to hide in between the floors and wait until the opportune moment to eat my family. Well, do you think I panicked? Of course I did, I freaked out! So to combat this evil spider I took my shower poof, which I was holding, and started to swat at him as if there was a fire and I was trying to wave it out! Well the creepy little guy is no long in my line of vision, than it hits me, I still have to clean my body with this shower poof, but now there is a spider in it and it has of course multipled into a thousand of them little critters by now. So I began fishing though the poof while waiting to jump out of the shower in fear. Well, I can't seem to find this little thing and I look down on the ground, I see a brown spec and it moves. Grab the shower head and finish giving this killer his shower. So, that one spider was enjoying a nice steam bath when I scrubbed him clean and than rinsed him off, down the drain of course. But, that's only two spider sightings in two months, really not that bad. I think we need to stop overreacting about these little guys. They are here to help after all. I just think they should help the neighbors and not us. We're good, we got this!

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