An uninvited visitor

For those of you that know me you know that I am NOT a fan of insects. To be honest they just creep me out. I prefer them to be outside where they belong and far away from me. If one is found too close to me I get that creepy, crawly feeling all over me and it pretty much freaks me out. It seems like I have had more than my fair share of run ins with little insects lately. Last week while I was in Utah I stayed at my parents house. I slept in my old room in the basement. One night as I was getting ready to head to bed I looked down at a what I thought was a spot on the carpet and saw it move. Turns out it was a spider! So I hurried and grabbed a tissue and killed it and flushed it down the toilet. Feeling satisfied that I had gotten rid of the intruder I walked back into the hallway and made the mistake of looking again down at the carpet for another spider that might be waiting there to freak me out. Once again another spot on the carpet turned out to be another spider! Gross! I disposed of the nasty thing and sent him to be with his buddy that I had just flushed away. One more time I headed down the hallway and I saw another spider. I couldn't believe it! I'd never seen that many in that basement ever before. I hurried and got rid of the spider and sprinted to my bed and crawled in without even looking at the floor in fear that I would spot a spider again. The next night I killed two more! I think next time I go visit and stay there I am sleeping upstairs in the toy room hoping that it'll be spider free up there.

So the past couple of days when Chad and I have gotten home from work we've heard cricket noises. The first day it sounded like it was on our porch. It was so loud and just seemed to stay there all night. The next day we heard it again. I told Chad that this cricket must live on our porch or something. Later last night it sounded like the cricket was just outside our bedroom window. He'd moved. Sure was loud. As I was getting ready for bed in our bathroom it sounded like he was right outside the bathroom door instead of being outside our bedroom. I blew it off thinking that the noise was just seeming to get louder to me because I was getting more annoyed by it. But when I opened the bathroom door I was sure I heard a cricket noise coming right from the corner of our bedroom right by the bathroom door. I yelled for Chad to come check it out. I moved to the other side of the bedroom and told Chad I thought the cricket was in our bedroom and pointed out the corner. Chad was brave and investigated the corner and out hopped the cricket! YUCK! Scared Chad too! He jumped and so did I even though I was on the other side of the bedroom. I wasn't getting anywhere near that thing. Luckily Chad saved the day and got rid of the univited house guest. I've NEVER had a cricket in my house before in my life, but Chad acted like it was a normal thing. Must be a midwest thing I guess. Whatever the reason it still grosses me out and hopefully it won't happen again.