Fiona in January

Fiona in January

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Attack of the Creepy Crawlies

There is a particular level of "ick" that bugs force me to reach that is exclusive only to their squishy, creepy, crawly little selves.  I've never like insects.  Unlike my younger sister who once went through a fascination with crickets as a child that made us occasionally wonder about her sanity, I have always hated bugs.

That being said, it seems that the insect community is out to get me.  They've caught a whiff of my fear and loathing and have decided to use it against me.


I think not.

For the past 3 weeks, every time I have walked into the back lobby of our office, there has been a dead beetle-type bug just laying plop in the middle of a shiny, clean tile hallway.


First of all, where are they coming from?  This leads me to the disturbing answer that they must be dropping from the ceiling.  Currently stifling the urge to wear one of those umbrella hats whenever I need to use the back lobby.

Second of all, if they aren't falling from the ceiling, what is going on?!  Are they attempting to cross the wide expanse of tile, only to have a tiny heart attack and flip over on their backs to face their demise halfway across the room?

Neither option makes me happy.

 At home the ick factor continues.  We are currently being accosted by spiders.  All kinds!  Thankfully, most of them have been confined to outdoor lurking, but every once in awhile one makes it in.  The other night I was giving our 1-year-old daughter a bath in "her" bathroom and, just as I was drying her off, I spotted movement in the corner of the ceiling. 

Unable to help myself, I looked up and saw a gigantic black spider dangling in the corner over the toilet. 

Note: Always check the ceiling before "using" the bathroom!

So I did what any normal person would do.  I grabbed my daughter, ran out of the room and slammed the door; declaring that the bathroom now belonged to the least until my husband got home and blasted the damn thing into its composite parts.

I have no problem with bugs and spiders inhabiting the "great" outdoors.  This is largely why I am an "indoorsy" person, along with a hatred of sleeping on the ground, enduring non-air conditioned surroundings and sweating while sitting still.  However, when bugs decide to inhabit my space?  Bring it on - I am buying anti-spider spray and a gas mask.

1 comment:

  1. Well, well, well...there IS something of me in you. :)