Creepy-crawly
For those of you who haven't figured it out already from my forays into gardening, I hate tiny, defenseless bugs, worms and arachnids. Yes, I know I'm girlie. Get over it.
I really, really dislike them. My usual MO when I find a spider crawling in our house it to yell for Hubby to come and kill it while standing a safe distance away and helpfully pointing at it until he scrounges up a tissue and takes the little bugger away. Hubby is even the sort that will carry the creature out the front door and attach him (or her) to a welcoming plant outside. Not me.
If Hubby isn't around, which tends to happen when we work opposite schedules Monday through Friday, I bring out the big guns. Our vacuum. I used to try to squish 'em like any normal girl ... by making contact with the bottom of my shoe that I had launched toward the thing from a respectable distance. If you know me, however, you know I love my shoes. And I didn't really feel like knowingly spreading spider guts all over them. Plus, it's messy. Enough said. But with the vacuum's handy attachments, I can suck that spider up while maintaining my four-foot radius. And I ALWAYS run the vacuum a few minutes longer to make sure it can't climb its way back out.
Needless to say, I was not pleased to wake up a new eight-legged friend the other morning.
I keep a glass of water next to my bed for my morning ritual of pill-popping (all legal and prescribed to me, I promise). But before I am ungroggy enough to handle sitting up and facing day, I hit snooze, oh, about a half-dozen times. During one of those times, I felt my hand brush something. Considering the amount of stuff I have sitting next to the bed, I didn't think anything of it. That is, until I woke up enough to take my pill. There, floating in my water was -- I kid you not -- the biggest spider I have ever seen in my life. Of course, it could have been the biggest I'd ever seen simply because I'm practically blind without my glasses so I had to hold the glass EXTREMELY close to figure out what the black blob was. Well, that woke me up! But just long enough to take my pill using a different glass and hit snooze once more.
Unfortunately, when I finally grudgingly rolled out of bed. I checked the glass and the "dead" spider was dead no more and had split. Now I'm afraid the spider will come back to taunt me. Just in case, I have the vacuum on stand-by near our bed.
I really, really dislike them. My usual MO when I find a spider crawling in our house it to yell for Hubby to come and kill it while standing a safe distance away and helpfully pointing at it until he scrounges up a tissue and takes the little bugger away. Hubby is even the sort that will carry the creature out the front door and attach him (or her) to a welcoming plant outside. Not me.
If Hubby isn't around, which tends to happen when we work opposite schedules Monday through Friday, I bring out the big guns. Our vacuum. I used to try to squish 'em like any normal girl ... by making contact with the bottom of my shoe that I had launched toward the thing from a respectable distance. If you know me, however, you know I love my shoes. And I didn't really feel like knowingly spreading spider guts all over them. Plus, it's messy. Enough said. But with the vacuum's handy attachments, I can suck that spider up while maintaining my four-foot radius. And I ALWAYS run the vacuum a few minutes longer to make sure it can't climb its way back out.
Needless to say, I was not pleased to wake up a new eight-legged friend the other morning.
I keep a glass of water next to my bed for my morning ritual of pill-popping (all legal and prescribed to me, I promise). But before I am ungroggy enough to handle sitting up and facing day, I hit snooze, oh, about a half-dozen times. During one of those times, I felt my hand brush something. Considering the amount of stuff I have sitting next to the bed, I didn't think anything of it. That is, until I woke up enough to take my pill. There, floating in my water was -- I kid you not -- the biggest spider I have ever seen in my life. Of course, it could have been the biggest I'd ever seen simply because I'm practically blind without my glasses so I had to hold the glass EXTREMELY close to figure out what the black blob was. Well, that woke me up! But just long enough to take my pill using a different glass and hit snooze once more.
Unfortunately, when I finally grudgingly rolled out of bed. I checked the glass and the "dead" spider was dead no more and had split. Now I'm afraid the spider will come back to taunt me. Just in case, I have the vacuum on stand-by near our bed.
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