Brown Recluse Spider in my House

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I found this Brown Recluse spider in my bedroom.  The Brown Recluse is a tiny spider, but it also deadly.

As you can imagine, the Thaler’s are not happy about this intruder.  A call was made to Cook’s Pest Control to ensure it doesn’t have any relatives taking up residence in our home.

I am usually the type of person that will not kill spiders.  If they are outside, I don’t bother them.  If they are in the house, I might kill it or I might take it outside.

However, the Brown Recluse is a different story.  This is full on chemical war.  There will be no enemy survivors, all Brown Recluse spiders on our property must die.

Amazing Accomplishments

To me it seems amazing that anything is ever accomplished in the Thaler household.  We have a mix of extreme introverts and type B personalities, which makes things interesting.

Common Conversations in the Thaler House:

  • Thaler A – Can you do such and such?
  • Thaler A (days later) – How come you didn’t get such and such done?
  • Thaler B – You were serious about that?  I thought it was a suggestion.

 

  • Thaler A – Can you do blah blah tomorrow?
  • Thaler B – It depends on what time I wake up?
  • Thaler A – What time do you plan on getting up in the morning?
  • Thaler B – I don’t know, it depends on how tired I am.

 

  • Thaler A – We need to complete the whatever project today.
  • Thaler B – First, I have to lay on the couch and psych myself up for that project.
  • Thaler A – Cool, I’ll check back with you in 30 minutes.

 

  • Thaler A – We have to reschedule the such and such appointment.  That will make three appointments in one day and I can’t deal with that much human interaction in the same day.
  • Thaler B – Agreed, I will reschedule the appointment.
  • Thaler A – Cool

The amazing thing is we do actually manage to get things done and take care of all our responsibilities.  It’s baffling, but true.

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Homicide House

Twenty years ago, there was a quadruple homicide in this house.  The victims were teenagers and they were killed for accusing a young man of stealing a cell phone.

The guilty individual, as well as his two accomplices, were convicted and the house was eventually abandoned.

I drive by this house all the time and this week I was compelled to look inside of it.  It’s hard to describe how I felt entering the house.

There was a mixture of sadness and grief, due to the senseless murders that happened here.  I can’t even imagine how those poor teenagers felt as they realized their lives were coming to an end.  Also, I felt angry.  How can someone be so evil and callused?

I didn’t know the teenagers, but I feel for them and their families.  I wonder what they would have accomplished if their lives were not taken from them.

I left the house with a heavy heart and a lot of questions.

 

The Fire of 1987

In 1987, on Halloween, our house was destroyed by a fire.

I was 14 years old at the time.  My brother and I spent the day, just like every other day.  We goofed around and played games.  We talked about what we were going to do that night.  It was Halloween, so we had plans for some fun activities.

We just moved into the house a week prior and nobody knew about the electrical problems in the attic.  That afternoon, two hot wires touched and set off a spark.  That spark turned into a fire.  Since there were no smoke detectors in the attic, the fire went unnoticed by me and my family.

The neighbor saw smoke and flames coming from the roof, so he ran over to our house and was frantically banging on the door.  He was yelling for us to get out of the house, because it was on fire.

All of us ran out as quickly as possible.  The fire department was called and they responded in a matter of minutes.  My brother and I sat in the front yard and watched as the firefighters battled the blaze.

I remember feeling like it was a dream.  I wasn’t upset about the situation at that time, so I guess I was just in a state of shock.

The fire destroyed most of the house.  The roof over the living room and dining room area had caved in and there was a good bit of water damage to areas that were still standing.

We stayed with relatives for a few days and then moved into a rental house.  Luckily, my parents had purchased homeowners insurance, so the house was rebuilt and a couple months later we were able to move back into our home.

I always think about that fire on Halloween.  I think about how lucky we were, since nobody was hurt.  I think about how it felt to watch our home being destroyed by a fire and not being able to do anything about it.  I think about the firefighters that battled the blaze.   I think about the people that helped us salvage some of our belongings, allowed us to use their garage to store those items, gave us a place to sleep until we could move into the retail home, and even cooked a meal for us to eat that night.

A lot of people helped us during that time.  Some of them were friends and family, but some of those people were strangers.  I appreciate what everyone did for us.  It meant a lot to me and my family.

Moved

We moved into our new house on Wednesday and I have been extremely busy the last few days.  For the most part, our move went smoothly.

Thursday morning I could not find any socks, so I wore house shoes all day.  At least I was comfortable.

I am still excited about this new house and I know we will make a lot of fun memories here.

 

Benefits of Moving

Moving day is Wednesday, which is fast approaching.  The whole family has been working their tails off to get ready for this move.  Even though we are all exhausted and on the verge of collapse, there are some benefits.

  • We have sorted through every item we own and got rid of stuff that we no longer need.
  • We also deep cleaned everything.  I was so determined to get the stuff cleaned, I started flipping furniture upside down to get the bottoms done.

Moving is a ton of work, but it does have benefits.