  I've urlLink mentioned before how much I LOVE being in a house versus an apartment. The extra space, the friendly neighbors, the yard. But I never anticipated that the house would be crawling with critters who's main goal is to scare the shit out of me on a daily basis. I laughed out loud at urlLink Alice's urlLink dilemma and it seems that the little effers heard my laughter and have decided to attack. And I think they've decided to call in the reinforcements from across the entire neighborhood. When Josh and I first moved in, we (and when I say we, I really mean Josh, because, c'mon, I'm not getting anywhere near them) have only had to kill about 1-2 a week. Being in an apartment for so long, this was 1000% more than I ever had to kill before I moved in here. My logic told me that since the house had been vacant for so long, this was all completely normal. However, I've become so skittish of putting on shoes that I can't see inside of, that I decided something needed to be done.
urlLink Angela told me about urlLink this spray, so we (and when I say we, I once again mean Josh) went after the little bastards with a vengeance today. And they decided to fight back. Within minutes, they came out in full armor, carrying oozies. One even looked at me and said, "Hey bitch, you won't get rid of us that easily. " Of course, I screamed and cowered like a little girl. Josh told me to kill it with my shoe (yeah, like that's gonna happen) and I ran down the street.
Total, within 45-minutes of spraying, we (and when I say we ... okay, you should get this by now) killed five, FIVE, of the monsters. And I know they're underneath the house planning their next attack on me. I have a feeling it will happen tomorrow morning, sometime after Josh leaves for work and when I'm home alone. 
