Oh my what's a girl to do

Spider and a mouse running around in my house (poet and don't know it LOL). As I was watching the "L" word and finding Mr P is dead, something shot in front of me and I almost tipped over my recliner getting out of it's path, what the hell was that I thought as I bit off my index nail damn it! So the man in me shot up and moved the love seat and low and behold a little furry scared mouse. I was actually shaking at this point.

Now how in the heck did he get in here and this place isn't made for it (I say it because I have no idea what it's gender is) and I. So here I am watching it shoot under a package which like the idiot male self I slam my hand on the bag, missed and hurt my hand duh!

The little thing bolted under the couch, which I put back the love seat and moved the couch and it disappeared. Vanished in thing air, Houdini came back as a mouse because there was no sign of it anywhere. Tomorrow I will set up some magic traps and capture the invisible mouse that appeared while watching my "L" word and repair my broken nail.

Now the other evening while typing my blog I watch a little husky black spider (which by the way can make me squeal like a little girl when something crawling gets on me) appear on my dining room table. It (again the gender thing) ignored my presence which I have no idea how as I was freaking out at this point. I grabbed a tissue to smush it with and it jumped under the table, Ugh, damn it again!

What surprised me more is I went under the table to kill it and he disappeared, oh man I was writing my blog. I need to find em or no more writing, so I looked everywhere and it vanished into thing air.

So I sat down and began writing again, just as I was about to finish up pops the icky thing on my keyboard. OMG what the heck is it doing there, it looked at me and grinned I believe because he made his way up the screen which I finally composed myself and flicked it once into the LCD enough to knock it out but not splatter it on my screen. So I picked up it's yucky 8 legs and torso with a pair of tweezers and into the trash it went.

Now I ask you is god testing my girl ability or testing whether my guy is watching over me?

All I know is I am without a finger nail and I have a furry friend that needs evicting.