Oh No A Spider! Aaaannnnndddd Mass Clean!
So this morning I woke up to find a horrifying sight. A nightmare inducing, scream worthy, terrifying sight. One that had me just about screeching and reaching for the phone for my husband to come home on his first day back to work to come save me and the babies. A SPIDER the size of a 50 cent piece on the wall above my dresser!!!!!! As I'm terrified of spiders the first thing I did was grab the biggest shoe I could find, screw up my courage, and smash the d*** thing to bits. YUCK! I hate those things. There is very little I'm afraid of but those are one of them.
Ok so I wasn't actually going to call my husband but they really do scare the crap out of me. The bigger they are the scarier. The only good spider in my book, is a DEAD one. Any spider that crosses my path dies in seconds. I don't care how little. IT MUST DIE!!!!! We don't even call them spiders in this house. We call them spzz. A perfectly good way of avoiding nightmares. At least in this life.
Of course after seeing said horrid sight, I have been going on a mass cleaning binge to eradicate any and all other little creepy crawlies. I'm happy to say that by the end of today when Gamer gets home from work the fridge, kitchen, studio, and bathroom will be spotless. I'll likely tackle the bedrooms and book nook after he gets home in case of spzz. He can deal with them. Sam's room and our room are actually pretty clean on a regular basis. I don't like messy rooms so I do my best to keep up on it all. Not always possible but I try. Now the guest/storage rooms. Yeah, we aren't going to talk about those. At one point I had them each clean and neat and so organized and tidy. Until Gamer decided he needed something so incredibly important that we no longer remember what it was, and proceeded to tear apart the room. Not so clean anymore unfortunately. The other storage room is actually filled with tons of tools, none of which are mine, and all of which are way to heavy for a very pregnant lady to try and lift to organize. So I'm kind of stuck at the mercy of at some point my father in law coming over to take care of his tools. Sadly our yard is a total disaster area too as Gamer broke his wrist and the weed wacker we have is taller than I am. I attempted to use it before I got overly pregnant. I'm pretty sure I'm extremely lucky I didn't take the toes off my shoes. Or for that matter do any damage to anything else. I can barely lift that blasted thing. It's one of those gas powered giant weed wackers meant for giants. Now, if we had a tiny little electric or battery operated one, I'd be golden and the yard would look great, even with me being very pregnant. Pity that's not the case. Oh well. Just a few more days and his cast is off. Then we can get down to business about putting the house back in order. And maybe even get a washer and dryer installed so I can do laundry at home rather than the in-laws or the laundry mat. Wouldn't that be nice? As Sam is napping and I have to be somewhat quiet, I'm now researching washers and dryers. I'll let you know how the hunt goes.
Well, that's all for now my dear bloggers. May the sun shine on your day!
Ok so I wasn't actually going to call my husband but they really do scare the crap out of me. The bigger they are the scarier. The only good spider in my book, is a DEAD one. Any spider that crosses my path dies in seconds. I don't care how little. IT MUST DIE!!!!! We don't even call them spiders in this house. We call them spzz. A perfectly good way of avoiding nightmares. At least in this life.
Of course after seeing said horrid sight, I have been going on a mass cleaning binge to eradicate any and all other little creepy crawlies. I'm happy to say that by the end of today when Gamer gets home from work the fridge, kitchen, studio, and bathroom will be spotless. I'll likely tackle the bedrooms and book nook after he gets home in case of spzz. He can deal with them. Sam's room and our room are actually pretty clean on a regular basis. I don't like messy rooms so I do my best to keep up on it all. Not always possible but I try. Now the guest/storage rooms. Yeah, we aren't going to talk about those. At one point I had them each clean and neat and so organized and tidy. Until Gamer decided he needed something so incredibly important that we no longer remember what it was, and proceeded to tear apart the room. Not so clean anymore unfortunately. The other storage room is actually filled with tons of tools, none of which are mine, and all of which are way to heavy for a very pregnant lady to try and lift to organize. So I'm kind of stuck at the mercy of at some point my father in law coming over to take care of his tools. Sadly our yard is a total disaster area too as Gamer broke his wrist and the weed wacker we have is taller than I am. I attempted to use it before I got overly pregnant. I'm pretty sure I'm extremely lucky I didn't take the toes off my shoes. Or for that matter do any damage to anything else. I can barely lift that blasted thing. It's one of those gas powered giant weed wackers meant for giants. Now, if we had a tiny little electric or battery operated one, I'd be golden and the yard would look great, even with me being very pregnant. Pity that's not the case. Oh well. Just a few more days and his cast is off. Then we can get down to business about putting the house back in order. And maybe even get a washer and dryer installed so I can do laundry at home rather than the in-laws or the laundry mat. Wouldn't that be nice? As Sam is napping and I have to be somewhat quiet, I'm now researching washers and dryers. I'll let you know how the hunt goes.
Well, that's all for now my dear bloggers. May the sun shine on your day!
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