Last night I found a scorpion in my kitchen. It ran into the sliding glass door frame and I thought I killed it when I opened the glass door. It turns out it wasn't smashed because I saw it again in front of my room when I was going to put away laundry. I trapped it under a cup and when Aaron got home he tried to make me kill it. I may kill the spiders for him but I will not kill scorpions. Especially two inch ones. So it is still under a plastic cup, now on top of a paper plate on our kitchen counter. Nice.
Thu May 25 2006 10:41 All in a day's work:
I really like having people come stay with me because then it forces you to clean your entire house at once. You have to do it and you have a deadline.