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Nightmares are Made of This.

Melissa Beene Ford/ Uncategorized

I’m sitting here in the wee hours of the morning with my feet in the chair.

I’m not sure I’ll be able to leave the computer desk at all today.

I got up at 4-ish this morning, as is my custom lately (I’m trying to change my night-owl ways and become a productive early-morning person who makes my spouse proud…but that’s another story).

I crept through the dark house until I found the living room lamp and flipped it on, sat down and had my prayer and Bible-reading time.

And then I saw it.

A slug.

A nasty, vile, dis.gus.ting thing. On my hard-wood floors. In the middle of the living room.

Its not the first time something nasty has made its way into my house.

First there were the rats.

And every time it rains hard, earthworms find their way under my front door.

I’m really roughing it, I tell you. No one should have to live in these conditions.

But today, I think I’ve finally been pushed beyond the brink of what I can handle.

But here’s the really bad part.

I didn’t pick up the slug (are you kidding?).

There are some things in life that are simply a man’s job.

So I left the little treasure to surprise hubby with when he wakes up.

I got up to go start breakfast for the fam, turning ALL the lights on along the way, and tip-toeing carefully lest I step on any of God’s loveliest creatures in. my. bare. feet. You know, in case the slug brought his wife and kids along.

Because I would just be dead from a massive coronary if that were to happen.

Put the bacon in the oven, came back into the living room and…..

(gasp)

No Slug.

Which means…..you guessed it……he’s somewhere. Loose. In. My. House.

In an undisclosed location.

Odds are, I’ll find him when he squishes in between my bare toes sometime today.

Or when he crawls into bed with me tonight.

I just threw up in my mouth a little.

Slugs are overrunning our yard lately.

Which is disgusting enough in itself.

I’ve been meaning to do something about it. I’ve heard diatomaceous earth gets rid of them.

The trouble is, I don’t think about it until its dark outside, I see them on the porch, I’m in my jammies, and its too late to run to Home Depot.

And since its early in the morning, let me leave you with a delicious image of our cat’s food bowl, full of rain water and slugs, to spoil your breakfast:

Melissa’s To-Do List 7/23/09:
1) Stay in this chair all day
or
2) Go to Home Depot and buy Diatomaceous Earth?

I’ll let you know how it turns out.

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  1. Moore Family says

    July 23, 2009 at 1:24 pm

    ha ha ha! Those are just babies. Tomorrow I&#39;ll post a pic of a BIG one on facebook. <br /><br />Glad you didn&#39;t step on one, because that is just beyond nasty. Trust me. 😉

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  2. Lianne says

    July 23, 2009 at 2:40 pm

    Slugs! Oh, and they aren&#39;t even dead! ::Shudder:: Eww, ick, blecccch!<br /><br />How long were you in that kitchen? I mean, aren&#39;t slugs, well, sluggish? Slow? You may have some turbo, hyped-up-on-slug-steroids (cat food water) slugs. Bonus!

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  3. LiaL says

    July 23, 2009 at 3:01 pm

    I am the same way about mice. I leave a light on in the living room all the time. Last fall we caught about six of the nasty things in the living room and I still get shivers just thinking about it!

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  4. annmargaretsvisions says

    July 24, 2009 at 4:45 am

    I just saw one out on our patio! Yuck…hate those things! Have you ever heard of putting salt on them? Yep, it works…will kill them. :)<br /><br />I see we enjoy many of the same things…have always loved Southern Living, too (have such a weakness for magazines…think I&#39;m a junkie!), lived in a house over 100yrs old and redid parts of it, love reading, decorating, and all that other

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  5. Amy says

    July 25, 2009 at 1:38 am

    Yes, salt is an easy way to kill &#39;em. If you were closer, I could send my 7 year old over to take care of them (ha). He makes a &quot;pet&quot; out of anything, and was delighted to find loads of slugs that briefly invaded our front yard. He built a little pen for them IN OUR GARAGE (ugh) and they, of course, dried up and died overnight. That was the part that delighted me. 😉 It

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  6. christi says

    July 27, 2009 at 5:33 am

    We had some a while back, and I took the big salt container in the pantry and poured a line of salt around the perimeter of the house…haven&#39;t seen one since! 🙂

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