Got spiders?

Not only do we have spiders, we have tarantulas. Damn. Give me a blessed country break.

In the past six days, I have killed two huge black fuzzy tarantulas that were crawling across the garage floor. I sprayed them with wasp spray, which sent them scurrying towards the overhead garage door, and when they got close to that door, I opened it up, swept their furry bodies outside, then slammed the door shut, went out the side door of the garage with the broom, and finally swept the dying tarantula off into the grass.  Such a ridiculous process, but if those damn things are stupid enough to get inside my garage, then I'm sorry but I'm not going to have much mercy on their souls.

All week long, I've been wondering how many tarantulas could be in that garage that I haven't yet seen, and could they find their way into my car?  Last thing I need as I'm driving down the highway is to see a tarantula crawling along the dashboard of my car.

We've had so much rain here since mid-May that roads in the center of our town have either flooded or, in one instance, washed away, concrete and all. Heaven only knows how long it will take the town's Powers That Be to get that repaired. We're having a new library built in town and honestly, the Greeks built the Acropolis in less time than it's taking the construction crew to complete this library.

The rains have caused damage to our roof, so we've had roofing companies out here for estimates. One roofer took over an hour to draw diagrams and measure this three-story house of ours, and another roofer went up to the second floor and took less than five minutes to come up with a proposal. Now how is that possible?

Our trip to Canada is now a distant memory. It rained every day while we were gone, and it's been raining nearly every day since we got home.  Welcome back to the country...