Thursday, July 24, 2008

Hillybilly House part 2. . . . .

I had posted before about the patch job done in our bathroom by my hubby. So far so good, it has done it's job as far as keeping me inside the bathroom while I'm brushing my teeth instead of falling into the abyss and taking a dirt bath under the house. Unfortunately as much as the patch job fixed one problem, it has created another. I'm not a squeamish person in no way and I'm generally not someone who gets scared easily. There is however one area that I am completely defenseless in and will turn into a screaming pile of jello in an instant. . . .BUGS!!!! I can't stand any kind of bug. As far as I'm concerned the only good bug is a dead bug. You can imagine my reaction when I went into the bathroom the other night half asleep to use the toilet. As I'm sitting there doing my "business" I happen to glance over and to my shock and horror is the biggest cricket I have ever seen. I mean this thing looked like a bug on steroids! Luckily we live out in the country and our nearest neighbor is about 150 yards through the woods because someone would have thought that I had encountered and ax murderer. It's also good that I was sitting on the toilet at the time so I didn't pee in my pants.

Yep you guessed it, our "patch job" seems to have opened up a nice lovely door for the insect world to come and visit through. Of course the hubby says "It's only a cricket", my response is that it's big enough to tote off our 2 year old! And no, there is no bathroom remodel project on the horizon. Looks like I'll be buying stock in Raid. Oh the joys of being a Jeff Foxworthy poster couple.

1 comment:

Crazy Lady Cheryl said...

WOW - keep those monster crickets in your part of the country, girl! That is one yucky looking bug! I'm with you - the only good bug is a dead bug!