Wednesday, July 2, 2008

I'm A Freaking Wuss!

I was reading a post on This Journey 's blog and it sparked a memory......a terrifying memory. One that still rocks my very core. A memory of me screaming like a little wuss.

Any one that knows me knows that I am absolutely terrified of creatures of any kind except for dogs, get to large and they’d be on my list too. It stems all the way back to my earliest memories as a child. If a large dog or a cat or God forbid a mouse get too close to me I loose my freaking mind.

Fast forward to about 6 years ago. I was living in a really cute one bedroom apartment in a really nice community. I lived there for 5 years and loved it right up until I started wanting to drop kick each of my neighbors right in the forehead. As the years went on, apparently “the wrong element” began to move into our close knit community unbeknownst to me.

Fortunately for me, my lease was up for renewal and I had a major decision to make; stay in that apartment for another year or woman up and buy a house. I pondered that decision for several weeks.

One quiet evening at home while watching TV, minding my own business I noticed this large grey furry “thing” scurry across the floor along the perimeter of the far dining room wall.

OK, first my eyes got wide as I processed what I had just seen. ‘I know I didn’t just see a…It couldn’t have been a…..OH MY GOD, IT WAS A MOUSE!!!!

I screamed (continuously) like a freaking little girl. I screamed then I screamed some more. I then I got the bright idea that if I made noise maybe he would stay out of sight so I grabbed two wooden objects from the coffee table and began banging them together and humming loudly and rocking back and forth very reminiscent of Helen Keller. I stopped long enough to call my boyfriend from my cell phone sitting next to me (thank goodness because there was no way I was getting off that couch) then continued with the banging, humming and rocking for the next solid hour it took for the BF to get over there and rescue me never once leaving that couch. I swear if anyone had seen me they would have bet money I was psychotic.

He used his key to enter, looked over at me humming, banging and rocking back and forth and said, in the most loving way possible, "What the hell??" I made him walk me to my bedroom to grab some clothes so that I could stay at his place for a few days.

I stayed gone for 3 days.

I don’t play. Oh yeah baby, the house buying decision was made that night.

23 People saying stuff:

*~*Cece*~* said...

Isn't it ironic, too, that something so tiny could scare the crap out of a woman! lol

dmarks said...

I don't mind mice as a species. But not eating and eliminating in the kitchen, etc. Those things like to eat old photos, too. That is not good.

Suze's Sass said...

I'm with you. I once saw a mouse and didn't sleep for almost two days until it was caught.

Torrance Stephens bka All-Mi-T said...

yep u are
me and my kids (one is 3 catch snakes lol

Scrapping My 2 Precious Gems said...

Oh yes, I am EXACTLY the same way! Mice, spiders, bugs, ants, roaches....I become a big baby!

Freckle Face Girl said...

I am not quite as bad as you, but I hate little furry things...mice, hampsters, etc.

Not Fainthearted said...

EEEWWW! That is one reason I don't like carpets anymore. It's one creepy disgusting thing to have a mouse but I don't think I would ever feel like I could get the carpet clean enough after that.

yuck! (and that goodness for BF's who come to the rescue!)

Trixie said...

HAHAHA! Sorry to laugh sweetie, but I can really see that image in my head. I'm terrible like that, my mate Jane is PETRIFIED of birds, and when she sees one she freaks and I can't help but laugh.

MysTery said...

LOL!!! Well dang!

charmcitygirl said...

"woman up and buy a house" if that isn't classic Diva, I don't know what is. You crack me up. I also hate mice, but I am no where near your level. I lived in an old farmhouse and had to deal with mice every fall when it got cold and they thought my house would be a good refuge. Wrong, I have no problem using traps and killing them. My grandmother used to pick them up by the tail and throw them into the woodstove like it was nothin.

Daysha Writes said...

I hate mice too! I had them in my dorm room in college...ewww.

B-More BAP said...

For real. I can't play those games.

imbeingheldhostage said...

So movies like Fievel Goes West probably aren't on your favourite's list? ;-)
I love your new avatar-- you're always changing things up!

lisa q. said...

OMG! I can so relate to this! My cat killed two of the little furry creatures last summer. I watched her toy with the 2nd one until it was dead. It was the same kind of deal. I saw it run across the floor and then Andi attacked! I couldn't even touch the thing once it was dead! Had to have my dad come over and remove it!

Karen said...

You are too funny. Mice don't freak me out at all. I mean, I don't want one as a pet, but I know they must coexist in my world.

That girl said...

I hear you! I am 'such a girl' when it comes to things like creepy crawlers... it gives me the heeby jeebys.

Come to think of it,sometimes it's nice to have a little 'push' to start a new chapter.

Ann(ie) said...

Hellz yeah. That woulda clinched it for me, too.

My mom had a mouse in her condo once and she called my brother whispering from a corner with a spatula. hehe. I love that she was whispering. However, I would have done the same, but I would have been hanging from the chandelier.

Liryc said...

try living in brooklyn, and in an apartment building where you just got the lease. Put it this way, it doesn't matter if you're clean if the neighbors around you are filthy they will attract the little buggers. I'm trying to get rid of some as we speak, and this riddex plus seems to be working for now. But I hate and I do mean HATE mice.. UGH

Slick said...

lol...chickenshit!!

Them thangs taste good too.

That mouse was probably an omen for you to get out anyway! :)

So@24 said...

Oooh, dig the new signature

CarmenSinCity said...

ha ha - that is so funny!!!!! I hate bugs and creatures too - but I don't think I'm quite as petrified as you are :)

Amy said...

omg! that's exactly what I would do. not a thing different...
lol
loove the blog

-Amy <3

Cat said...

I don't like "unwelcomed visitors" myself. My cat is barely effective in that she just plays with them. However I must say they never return- I guess they spread the word of a pschyotic cat on the loose. And as for bugs. I break out in a cold sweat around any type of big bug. Yuck!