Our winter wonderland melted yesterday and I was amazed how little time it took for the creepy crawlies to wake up.
I don’t have a problem with bugs usually. I leave them alone outside, unless they are damaging the house or could hurt the kids. Inside they are fair game.
I was thinking I’d have to spend my work days staring at this 6-legged bugger, pondering the whereabouts of his equally gigantic siblings, but luckily it snowed again today and he hid.
This summer his great-great-something-or-other spun a 20 foot web stretching from a tree at the edge of the driveway to the handrail next to our front door.
And his cousin, a.k.a the eight legged menace, decided to bunker down between our bed frame and wall. At night the menace would come out and take turns biting me and my husband. It bit me on my eyelid a few days before WordPress Buffalo. It felt like five styes and I looked like Popeye the Sailor, or kind of like Rocky, for a few days. Luckily my doctor recognized it as a bite and helped treat it (and clue us into the source of our woes).
Personal lessons learned:
1) Don’t live in the country if you can’t handle big bugs.
2) Bug zapper tennis rackets are great if you don’t want to use sprays, but you need to have the courage to get close enough.
3) Pull the bed frame away from the wall frequently.
3) Must check every box for stowaways before moving.
4) Our cat, Mr. Beau Jangles, is useless as pest control.
I still have yet to figure out what type of spider these are.
andrea lee bishop 