House Guests

Ugh… A few weeks ago, Chad and I noticed these little moth like bugs.  Turned out they were breeding in an unopened bag of rice!  So I’ve cleaned out my pantry.  Everything that was in a box or plastic bag.  There are still a few random ones, but my mom has convinced me that they will go away as long as they have nothing else to eat.  Needless to say I should have bought stock in Rubbermaid, as that is where everything new goes!

Plus it’s also Box Elder Bug season.  Yuk!  They love the south and west sides of our house. I know they are harmless, but they’re still gross when there are like 3000 on your front door.

And Today… I came home from work all ready to replace our timer light switch, as we couldn’t turn our outside lights off.  So I come downstairs to the Breaker box.  Open the door… Think something smells. I wonder what that is… and without looking real close, I lean in to see if it’s coming from the box.  Oi!!!  It was.  My nose was about 6″ from a dead stinky mouse!  Yuck!!  I called my mom, but she said she didn’t think my dad would come up and get rid of it…  So I waited for Chad to come home.  He is a real sport! 

I figure though, that since I do the cooking, I can’t get rid of dead animals.  It’s kind of a Sarbanes-Oxley control – like at work we can’t let the people who invoice have access to the general ledger.  That was my excitement for Tuesday…


7 thoughts on “House Guests

  1. Ew! You poor thing! We had a cricket infestation once that had crickets EVERYWHERE. One got caught in my hair and UGH! Disgusting.

    I have a fear of finding something dead. Whenever I smell anything in the garage I turn to Mark and ask, “do you smell something dead?” Because I’m certainly not going to look for it. It’s nice having boys to take care of that stuff!

  2. I’ve been smelling something rotten, but I can’t find it anywhere. I think a mouse got under our house and is rotting there, or something. It’s just foul!

    Gotta love the change of weather, huh? LOL!

  3. Sounds like you have had some creepy crawlies and not the cute kind. We always have to really look in our flour, rice or stuff like bread crumbs to make sure there isn’t anything growing in there. All that is just nasty and makes me feel ill.

    As for the mouse, they don’t really bother me unless they end up in my bed in the middle of the night from one of the wicked cats.

  4. Eww. I remember when I lived at home my parents use to have mice all the time. I was afraid to go downstairs in the middle of the night because I didn’t want to run into the little devils!

  5. As I’ve always said – when all other reasons fail – we need men around to kill the bugs, dispose of the mice and carry the heavy things.

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