T.G.I.F. – but it was Friday the 13th.


I was reluctant to even tread outside on this Friday the 13th … after all, in the last month, it seems as if everything has had a mind of its own and has been behaving badly.

First, it was the car and its little electrical issue rendering it dead as the proverbial doornail.

Then, it was the jar of coffee that flipped its lid, and, in an attempt to grab that lid in midair, I slammed the top of my hand onto the countertop – my knuckles are still tender and swollen.

Then, it was bugs behaving badly.

It started out a week ago with one small black ant running across the countertop.  So, I sighed, then squished its guts and hurried it and the Kleenex, with which I’d made the big kill, straight to the toilet to flush him down to the Detroit River.

Then, there was another.

And another.

Soon, I was averaging about three or four ants an hour.

To add insult to injury, one of those tiny, dark-colored buggers scaled down the sink cupboard and came over to visit me at the table. I felt something on my arm – thinking (and hoping) it was a stray hair, I looked, only to find an ant running along my elbow.  I flipped it off, frantically and fast, and it landed on my pants, making it an ants-in-the-pants syndrome.

I have no idea where they came from.

With my luck, one pregnant mama ant fell from a tree, then hitched a ride into the house on my clothes and voila – a whole slew of them.

Perhaps it is the rain that brought them? Or Spring weather?

The ants are like teenagers. They don’t appear ’til around mid-day and then disappear just as the dishes need to be done – hmmm.  Do they go to the mall then, or hang out with their friends?

I found myself typing with one eye trained to the countertop, and the other on my computer screen. I Googled for natural remedies to rid myself of these pests and found several, but, a friend of mine recommended putting out cornmeal for them to eat as it eventually kills them since they can’t digest it properly.  Poor ants, but, I was worried more about my well-being than theirs, so I figured I’d go buy some Thursday morning.  Alas, it rained on my parade.  So I took out a box of Cream of Wheat instead.  I left it unopened, but stationed right next to the toaster and I had an empty shallow dish to pour those granules into.   I was ready … the next ant and I would fight back!

Perhaps the box of Cream of Wheat intimidated them. I’ve only had one ant yesterday and one today, so I did not use my weapons … yet.

The only ants I like are “ants on a log” which my mom used to make me when I was a kid – you know … slathering celery sticks with peanut butter and dotting the peanut butter with raisins.

Yesterday, I was doing a spider dance, after I walked down the hall and saw a dark brown blob on the baseboard. I was instantly paralyzed with fear, then transfixed with that creature, afraid to blink lest it should scurry away to parts unknown.  Suddenly, it saw me and twitched two of its eight legs as if to say “hi” … it only made me shudder and reach for my shoe.  As I stood in a flamingo-like pose, I thought to myself “oh good – try to slay the bugger while standing on one foot and topple over.”  Mercifully, it quickly scuttled away from the baseboard and onto the carpet so I stepped on it – about five times – in fact, maybe even six times, for good measure, just to ensure it was not going to terrorize me again.

Of course Mother Nature has been behaving badly (and looks to continue that trend this weekend with snowflakes in the northern ‘burbs). Her mischief with this incessant rain has me annoyed for each walk I have missed.

So, I asked myself this morning “on this Friday the 13th, should I take the car for a run, or myself for a walk, or stay inside the house where it is safer?”  Of course, bad karma lurks everywhere, but why make more bad things happen?

Well, I figured I’d do the walk and take care not to step on any sidewalk cracks, go under any ladders or walk near any black cats. So, my trek was quick and easy – to the Harrison Street Bridge and back.  It was sunny, so I toted along the camera and headed to that waterfowl hangout for geese and ducks.  I hoped to see some young ‘uns – goslings or ducklings – congregating with their kin, but there were none.  It was a nice trip anyway, though a little puddly from last night’s non-stop rain.

I added about three miles to my total today – I’ve not met any of my mini-goals set thus far in 2016, mostly due to this rain.

The weather will eventually get better, otherwise we need to start building a gigantic ark, and, this time we won’t include any ants or spiders, okay?


[Image by Kerbstone from Pixabay]


About Linda Schaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, so this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for four decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, though I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too. - Linda Schaub
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4 Responses to T.G.I.F. – but it was Friday the 13th.

  1. Ann Marie stevens says:

    Miss Linda…………………….that was a funny blog today on Friday the 13th…………………yes everyone gets ants and yes I will use my Cream of Wheat tomorrow morning to chase the ants and we’ll have Oatmeal for breakfast instead……………….thanks for the tip


  2. lindasschaub says:

    Glad you liked it Ann Marie – this friend of mine had ants and used the cornmeal successfully – the ants take it but cannot digest it and they die – don’t want pesticides for Buddy and you don’t for want it for Digger … good luck. Let me know how it works, okay?


  3. “Bugs behaving badly”…one of my all time favorite “Linda” observations. Keep it up…although I admit I have a hard time keeping up with your prolific output. You’re wearing out my sneakers….


    • lindasschaub says:

      Brian – I get to be prolific because I like to whine – I have to just learn to live in harmony with these crawling critters and maybe I will find some peace with them. To relieve the angst, perhaps I need some pretty sunsets like you have in NY?


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