So, after two months in this place, I finally hung my curtains (to be fair, I did have a problem getting a ladder around the bed, not to mention problems moving the bed because it’s so heavy). And while I was poking around in my windows, I discovered what’s been biting me — there’s a big spiderweb, with bits of prey stuck in it, jammed up in the window, just where I couldn’t see easily until I got up there on a ladder.
Well, considering that there’s been a damn fly in here for weeks now, I’d say the spider should forget about biting me and get busy getting that fly to step into her parlor. Or else there’s a can of Raid under the sink that needs using.
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