I would like to share a story with you. A story that will give you a glimpse into what I have to deal with on a day to day basis. By the end of this story, you should be well aware of what freaks me out the most, or at least one of my top 10 freak outs.
I shall give you the moral of the story first..............I HATE BUGS.
There, I said it. Anything that has legs and crawls close to the ground.....I hate you!
(Sorry chi-chi, I didn't mean you. You are close to the ground, but not THAT close.)
Now, this little fact was fairly evident one evening as I tried to enter the house. I say tried, because I was accosted at the door. My very own door. One that I pay for, with some help, every day as I bust my ass at work.
As I opened the door I felt something fall on me. It fell right on the nape of my neck and continued to slide down into my shirt. I screamed. I just about ripped the hinges off the door as I fell into the house and began to shed my clothing. Zippers and buttons and bra and under ware........all strewn on the kitchen floor as I rolled around naked, brushing off whatever had attached to me with the carpet.
"Um? What are you doing?" Dave asked as he stood over me closely watching my antics.
"OH MY GOD! Do you see it? Can you see a bug on me?" I scream, now hysterical, as I continue to roll around.
"Um. No." he answered as he walked away.
Humph. As I stand up and begin to collect my clothes. Must have been a false alarm.
BUT, I am definitely ready for next time. That is totally for sure. Nice dry run Val I say as I pat myself on the butt, er back. Oh whatever. Just get your clothes back on and maybe he will forget this ever happened.
It's time. For the invasion. Every year at this time, the spiders from the yard decide it's warmer and cozier in our house and try to move in. It's time. For the nasty chemicals to kill their asses. Or to get nekkid, since apparently that is also a good way to prep! ;-)
Posted by: Burgh Baby | 29 October 2008 at 12:48 PM
Are you related to my husband?
I stood outside one evening a few weeks trying to capture a photo of a spider on this HUGE web in our front yard. Then I went inside to show Hubby the fuzzy pictures and told him he probably ought to go kill it. He came back 30 minutes later after releasing a virtual arsenal on the bug. And he wondered what the heck was wrong with me for not screaming at the sight of the "world's largest spider". mmm-hmmm. He also claiims that a Tarantula chased him in to his truck one time and he had to scream and run.
Posted by: Deanna | 29 October 2008 at 12:09 PM
Better safe than sorry. And you are so smart to make a test run. Those bugs are tricky.
Posted by: Debbie | 29 October 2008 at 08:36 AM
ha! I am soooo laughing at this!
Posted by: Heidi | 28 October 2008 at 09:35 PM