Along Came A Spider . . .

So, it is fall and with fall comes bugs, insects, creepy crawlers. We all know how I feel about them. I would like to move to a new house when I spot one. Who would have thought or even imagined this could have happened.

I was at the kitchen sink peeling potatoes. They were the smaller potatoes. I was merely slicing off the “nasty parts” and leaving the peelings on and then quartering them if they were large enough to do so. I was making green beans, ham and potatoes. I saw something out of the corner of my eye that looked huge.

I backed up, sort of shook my head and came back up to the sink. There was a “blonde” spider lowering himself down in spurts. You know how they do, they go down in increments. Boing, boing, boing. Oh my! Ugh! What am I going to do. I grabbed the only thing available, a potato. I am banging and banging on the spider to kill him. Or so I thought. I was not even hitting him. He quickly ran to the front of the sink. I missed again. (This is really good for me because I usually do not kill them. I put a glass or something over them for Wessie to kill when he gets home.) He landed on the floor.

I only had a house slipper type of shoe on. There was not really a sole, it was all a thicker type fabric. I stepped on him anyway. I have no idea if I got him or not. He was so blonde he would have blended in to the shoe. I took of the shoe and inspected it. I could not find it at all.

It was so hard to continue to stand there and finish the potatoes not knowing where he was. I debated and debated on throwing out the weapon and not using it. I totally rinsed him in hot water and peeled away.

On another note, supper was extra good. Might need to add that “special” flavoring again. Haha. NOT!!!!!! Also, an interesting note, Wessie loves that dinner and would not even eat it!

Tomatoes and Dirty Socks????

So, I frequently use Walmart Delivery. It is much easier for me since I have breathing issues. I have always had a fear about who would drive it to me, etc. You know, would it smell like cigarette smoke, would there be pet hairs on it, were they clean and so on. Everyone assured me I was weird. Haha. Not offended here, I am. Anyway, I have been doing this for a long time and really do not have any problems at all. Several of the drivers I talk with and love them. I would recommend this service to everyone, and I do.

However, today, I sort of thought I might change my mind. I got my order this morning and as I was unpacking it, I saw something with my tomatoes that looked like perhaps a folded up pair of mittens. Sometimes, they deliver you an incorrect item. I will call them at that point and inform them of this as I do not like to be dishonest ever.

I reached in with a smile on my face and picked up the “mittens.” It was a filthy dirty pair of folded up socks. I mean things were stuck to it. I wanted to wash my hands with bleach or acid or something. They did not feel clean. I am weird, remember? More importantly, how can I get those tomatoes clean enough to want to eat them. I am trying to visualize that someone may be shopping and when nearing the tomatoes they had the urge to remove their socks. I have no idea what could have happened. Did someone perhaps put them up above the tomatoes and they fell in to the sack while someone was shopping for them? What possible way could those socks have made their way in to my tomatoes?

I called the store to inform them and they only made it worse by saying that they asked the delivery drivers to clean their cars and said but hey what can you do. I said I was worried about that and now may not want to do delivery. I told him the person’s name and he said if they were her socks I need not worry, she is clean above clean. I told him that her socks were not. I am wondering, maybe her car had the socks in there, but how did they jump into my bag? Maybe they were so dirty they stuck to the ceiling of her car? I just do not have enough of an imagination to figure out how they got there or why someone might purposely do that. I know, a worse thing could have been in there, but I am still shocked and perplexed.

Oh well, things happen but I feel like this is a really weird thing and these things only seem to happen to me. Haha. I still do not know if I will eat those tomatoes. Comment to me if you would eat them. Haha. Comment to me your ideas of how they got in there. I know they hide in the laundry and disappear. Maybe Walmart shopping bags is where they go.