Sick. Do you see that thing? Well, something I’m hoping to leave behind is a wet basement. Pay no attention to the fact that basements are less common in the area we’ll be living in because as of this moment, we plan to temporarily stay in a basement. Regardless, I can’t wait for a nice, dry basement. Because that would mean I would see less of these creepy things.
Last night, I had the unfortunate pleasure of feeling a bit of a tingly “breeze” in my hair. It was about two in the morning, and I couldn’t sleep as it was and obviously found it fairly disturbing. A few seconds later I felt a scurry down my arm – jumped, screamed, flailed about and woke up the hubby. As soon as we pulled enough sanity together to turn on the lights, there it lay, twitching on the bed. Glad it was dead but let me tell you that without a doubt, I slept with the light on in hopes of keeping his friends in their hiding places. Ick, ick, ick.
