This dude was about 4 inches long and residing at the corner of the door jamb as if he/she belonged there. But I could have sworn that it was sneering at me, daring me to DO something.
Now in my household we rarely get anything with more than 4 legs that requires any action on my part. A stray ugly, furry spider is usually the worst of it. And our spiders are rarely much larger than a quarter. Still I don't love seeing any critter of the insect type INSIDE my house. And I don't relish having to get them out. So what to do?
I thought of how I often just pretend that I didn't see a bug and hope that it will go away. It works, sometimes. But then sometimes I wake up with a bunch of bug bites too. So I guess my ignoring the problem doesn't work that well...
I thought of my friend who still calls her Dad to get rid of bugs. And how silly I think that is...
Nope, it was time for me to brave it. No ignoring or getting someone else to deal with this.
I ran the possible scenarios in my head, including worst case in which the giant bug would land directly on my face and bite my nose!
And then I got a broom. No, not to whack the thing. Just to act as a carrier to get it OUT.
And you know what? I opened the garage door, opened the door from the house, and brushed the broom up near the bug. He/She just climbed right on and took a ride right out the door.
No drama. No explaining how I got that bug bite on my nose.
Yup, I'm ready. Texas, here I come.