In the ever lasting battle with spiders, I am losing. I admit I bought some Black and Decker thing a madoobies that are supposed to plug into the wall and drive the spiders nuts. The spiders look pretty good, maybe these are deaf, or maybe they have ear plugs. I put my glasses on and a spider dangled down in front of my nose. I went to put the dishes away and a big one was in the sink.
I bought some bug spray that is supposed to keep them at bay for up to eight weeks. That was three weeks ago and they are no longer at bay, or perhaps they just like walking along the bay, because they seem to be building for the next onslaught. I reached for my book in the bathroom only to discover a good sized (half dollar) spider sitting on the end of it. I dropped the book and tried to step on the spider, but he jumped! And jumped and jumped until I was totally freaked out and called my son to come down and save me. By the time he got here, the spider was gone. Where? I don't know and I don't really want to think about it, or I won't be able to sleep tonight.
Right now the score is nine to nothing and the spiders are ahead. I guess I prefer spiders over slugs, which I had in Taylorville, or snakes which I had in Nokomis. I feel bad about the poison spray. I don't generally deal with things this way, but spiders are just too creepy to live with. My conscience is bothering me, though. The bug spray can make me sneeze ten or fifteen times if I am not very careful with it. I know it is not a good idea, but so far it is the only thing that appears to work at all.
My ego must be getting a little bit too big. I was thinking about these spiders all flocking to be near me and I thought of a man climbing the highest mountain just to get closer to God. Right at the top, the clouds part and the man's face takes on a look of awe just as a cosmic scream pierces the air and a giant foot stomps on him.
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