Day #3.21 - Sunday, September 9th, 2012

You know you live next door to a redneck when ...

you wake up to find a shed on cinder blocks "parked" in your parking space.

I live juxtapose to two sets of neighbors who couldn't be anymore polar opposites.  I bought my house from the man who lives on the right side, and he is seriously one of the kindest, most generous human beings I have ever been blessed to meet.  Wayne is the definition of benevolent.  Then there is the idiot man-boy that lives to my left.  He and his family have been giving me headaches since the day they moved in.  For almost a year the house was vacant and my life was idyllic.  Then I heard the sounds of movement next door only to wake the next morning and find all their laundry being aired to dry on my fence.  They their trailer was blocking my parking space all summer, and now this............ 

Time to finish my "spring" cleaning in the last room in the house:

The amount of dust that was behind this TV was ridiculous.  The number of spots I had to steam-clean because Cody gets more food on the floor and the furniture than in his mouth is ridiculous.  The fact that I am doing my spring cleaning in September is ridiculous. But what isn't ridiculous is the peace of mind I have every time I come down my steps and see a gloriously clean living room.  Cody has been warned that if I find him eating or drinking in this room EVER, he will be banned from all electronics for a week.  Let's see how long he lasts...........

PHOBIA.....

So if you look at the previous picture and imagine a stack of books between the couch and the TV stand, that is where this TARANTULA lived.  So when I started cleaning and moved the books, I moved his house, and he, therefore, decided to make his new home on me.  I shudder to think how long he was on me, but when I looked down and saw this COLOSSAL spider on my stomach, I simply went into panic attack mode.  I screamed so loud I was hoarse all day, my breathing didn't get regular for over an hour, and the hair on my arms wouldn't go down.  All day long it felt like I had things crawling on my skin.  My fear factor is still off the charts and I will probably wake with nightmares for the next few nights.