I know, I haven't blogged in forever. I could give an excuse how I don't have internet in my new place (which is true), but the truth is, I've gotten off the habit. If you can call my periodic updates a habit.
Well, here's the update all three of you that read this blog have been waiting for - an update on my new apartment! It's great, I love the high ceilings, love my balcony, and love how close it is to work. But, I have a few neighbors who have it out for me.
On my first Saturday living in the apartment, I enjoyed the fact that I could open up the windows and feel a wonderful breeze blowing through the apartment. I went into the living room to grab something, and there he was - a bee the size of a small child. I was amazed that he could even stay in the air! I might have freaked out, but I kept going about my business until I saw him go to the door. I quickly went and shut the other door so that he was stuck between the screen door and the real door. I tried to help him get out from between the two, but he wasn't moving, and I wasn't about to let him back in. So, I left him to himself and carried on. Later I went outside and noticed a small hive on the door, so I knocked it down and hoped that meant the end of my unfriendly neighbor.
The next morning as I left to go to church, I opened the front door (which is on the OTHER side of my apartment), and flying right at me, in full attack mode, was the bee! Now I know what you're thinking, it was probably another bee, it wasn't actually attacking me, it just was an odd coincidence. I don't believe you. It was the same bee, and he was mad and out to get me. I quickly closed the door, ran into the back room until I calmed down, then sheepishly went back to my front door, realizing how idiotic I was being, considering I belong to the more dominant species. . .
Well, last night I was going into my apartment, and I noticed a spider on the top of my door frame. I went ahead and unlocked the door, and right as I opened the door, the spider LEAPT from its spot and jumped onto my door, trying to get into my apartment. So again, I showed great maturity as I ran into the apartment and slammed the door to keep that stupid spider from getting inside.
I don’t know what is up with these critters wanting to get into my house - the AC isn't working, and its not like I have anything interesting for them to do inside. All I know is, I'm perfectly content living next to them if they stay outside, but if they want to get inside, this means war.
Well, here's the update all three of you that read this blog have been waiting for - an update on my new apartment! It's great, I love the high ceilings, love my balcony, and love how close it is to work. But, I have a few neighbors who have it out for me.
On my first Saturday living in the apartment, I enjoyed the fact that I could open up the windows and feel a wonderful breeze blowing through the apartment. I went into the living room to grab something, and there he was - a bee the size of a small child. I was amazed that he could even stay in the air! I might have freaked out, but I kept going about my business until I saw him go to the door. I quickly went and shut the other door so that he was stuck between the screen door and the real door. I tried to help him get out from between the two, but he wasn't moving, and I wasn't about to let him back in. So, I left him to himself and carried on. Later I went outside and noticed a small hive on the door, so I knocked it down and hoped that meant the end of my unfriendly neighbor.
The next morning as I left to go to church, I opened the front door (which is on the OTHER side of my apartment), and flying right at me, in full attack mode, was the bee! Now I know what you're thinking, it was probably another bee, it wasn't actually attacking me, it just was an odd coincidence. I don't believe you. It was the same bee, and he was mad and out to get me. I quickly closed the door, ran into the back room until I calmed down, then sheepishly went back to my front door, realizing how idiotic I was being, considering I belong to the more dominant species. . .
Well, last night I was going into my apartment, and I noticed a spider on the top of my door frame. I went ahead and unlocked the door, and right as I opened the door, the spider LEAPT from its spot and jumped onto my door, trying to get into my apartment. So again, I showed great maturity as I ran into the apartment and slammed the door to keep that stupid spider from getting inside.
I don’t know what is up with these critters wanting to get into my house - the AC isn't working, and its not like I have anything interesting for them to do inside. All I know is, I'm perfectly content living next to them if they stay outside, but if they want to get inside, this means war.
