Well, it is that time again. The daddy long legs have arrived and amassed as a cluster on the porch. Actually right this moment there are currently three clusters on the porch ceiling, stragglers gathered in my potted plants, and a number of them climbing up the walls of the house. Once they pick a spot to congregate they all bounce up and down with graduating rapidity until it devolves into some sort of weird vibrating thing that resembles a spider having a seizure. Power to them, i mean do your thing. The part i have a problem with is their absolute obsession with getting into the house through the front door. I have to use a stick to herd them all away from the doorframe when im about to open it and as soon as i get one cluster fully dispersed, the cluster i broke up before that one is re-congregating and amassing back over the door frame again.
It begins with me clearing the creatures with a stick, then jumping from one foot to the next as they scurry over the floorboards, climb on my shoes, and make an attempt to run up my legs with their weird gangly selves. I get them brushed off and then immediately have to tackle the ones re-amassing over the door frame. Eventually i just transition into screaming profanities and beating the house with a stick, daddy long legs running in all directions, to…from…and over the door frame while i am yelling, “get away from the door you ****** ******* i just want to go in my ****** ******* house! Its my house!”
These days any time i open the door i have to kill the scorpion, katydids, grasshopper, praying mantis, wolf spider, grass spider, wasp, daddy long leg, stick bug, junebug, pill bug, or moth that has let itself in uninvited. It is exhausting and there are dead bugs everywhere. Also, we are so overrun with katydids this year, the house is full of them. I killed two more yesterday. They hide behind the curtains and crawl up the furniture and make this God awful chirping noise. At night they make noise non stop and they aspire to reach the ceiling. Folks this is the consequence of a warm winter. Insect offspring are designed with the idea that some will be killed by frost. This year none of them died. None of any of them died. I need an army of hungry birds and lizards.
Wow. 🙂