Just a girl with a hammer

Tag: centipedes

  • Decorating the basement

    Decorating the basement

    I was doing some spring cleaning and I decided to finally move the armchair down into the basement.  I had to take the legs (and the basement door) off and I *might* have dinged the paint a bit coming down.

    I think the room needs a pop of color, don’t you?  I decided to move my red tables into the basement.  They were from my reveal:

    And then they got moved to the laundry room.  Even laundry rooms need color.  And a lot of junk, apparently.

    My coworker has a Murphy bed she no longer needs. I’m going to put it on the wall where the yellow table currently resides.  Then when I have house guests they can fold down the bed and have their own suite down here.

    I was so excited about starting to get this going that I dragged my roommate down to see it.  And I saw another centipede.  And I screamed.  And I squeezed the car keys in my hands and set off my car alarm.  And then the dog went nuts.
    We’re VERY excited about the basement over here.

  • Crawly things

    The night after we completed the basement laminate install Bill picked me up for dinner and I dragged him down to look at the finished product.  We were oohing and ahhing over the floor until I started screaming because there was a CENTIPEDE on the fireplace.

    Have you ever seen one in real life?  They are disgusting and they move FAST.  Bill rolled his eyes and killed it for me.  [Someone later asked me if we took it outside and I was like, “Why would I let something from the 7th level of hell live?  Huh?”]

    Afterward I had a tender moment because Bill’s been rescuing me from bugs for eight years!  Thank the heavens for him!  The funny thing is that, in the last nine months, I have been in just about every crevice in my house with the exception of the crawl spaces.  I was actually at the point where I was feeling like maybe I was brave enough to don one of those white suits and go in there.  But now?  Now that I know there are centipedes?  Nuh uh.  No way.

    Should the spiders of the world decide to work on their PR, I think a good slogan would be: “Spiders: we’re not centipedes!”  I like them better already.