creepies and crawlies

Today was such a weird day. I washed clothes over the weekend but of course did not fold them so today after work, that was my mission. I dried my towels on the line, as I normally do until it gets cold and today when folding the towels, I felt something on my neck. Automatically assuming it was my hair, I though nothing of it but, I kept feeling it slide slowly across my neck. I hit at myself and low and behold, the biggest spider I have ever seen fell off of me and into my laundry basket. EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!! I was so skeeved out. This thing was no ordinary daddy long legs, it was a big fat huge thing somewhat like this:



it was the grossest thing ever. So, after screaming my heart out, scary my dog and neighbors, I decided to have a seat. I made the most wonderful meal yesterday so, I decided to heat that up and The Heavenly One came over for dinner (dinner posted in new dinner blog!) anyway, so we ate, and I recounted my awful story with the spider of death when my mom asked if I had her percolator. I went into a closet which I never, ever, ever, ever, ever use because that is where her coffee machine was. So, I open the door, running my mouth and out flies moths of every size, color and shape. EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!! I almost died. It was the grossest thing ever. So, my mom goes, "Wow, you NEVER go in there, uh?" So, here I am, smashing moths, spraying the air with lysol because I couldn't find any bug spray and trying my darndest to get rid of these things. My mom then says, "if all of those things are flying around like that they probably have nested in that closet". EW! EW! EW! EW! EW! So, I put on a pair of gloves, wrap up my hair and start throwing things in the closet away. Mostly, there were some ceramic figurines people have given me for Christmas and birthdays, things I don't like at all. I few aprons which I never wear because I've made more than a few that I like and some other odds and ends which I never use. So, I'm throwing things away when, EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! not only are there moths and dead moths in this closet, there are larvae of the moths. How does something like this go on in the house and I not know it? I have no idea. I've seen a moth or two in the house but, I also keep my backyard door open when I am downstairs so, I figure they came in from outside. So, these little things were wiggling around and being gross and I would not sleep until, I a) vacuumed everything and threw away the vaccuum bag b) threw everything from the closet away c) drenched my closet in bug spray d) drenched my closet in bleach e) scrubbed every surface in my house until my shoulders, wrists and fingertips ached f) checked every corner of my house with my high beam flashlight to make sure no creepy crawlies were hanging around in my house g) made random "pop up" looks at random things to make sure no creepy crawlies were around h) sprayed outside garbage can liberally with bug spray so that I can make sure those little suckers are dead i) scrub my body until my skin turned red. So, that was my harrowing, scary day.

Reason numebr 2 why I need a boyfriend: someone other than me needs to be the killer of the creepy crawly things I sometimes come into contact with.