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Should I have just stayed up way past my bedtime rearranging furniture in the yurt? No. Did I? Duh.
[cut for spiders, and discussion of my House Rules for Spiders, which, reminder, are 1) don’t touch me, 2) don’t touch me, and 3) don’t touch me]
Also I had bought a bottle of clove oil because #1 it’s supposed to be really good at repelling insects and spiders and #2 it was on lightning deal on amazon, and so I got it out, intending to put some in a few strategic places to maybe keep the spider population under control. I set it on the shelf, and then was puttering, and reached up to thread something through the holes in the hollow center roof ring, and pulled out the biggest fucking spider I’ve ever seen, which cowered in terror on the floor while I cowered in terror on the bed. Eventually I got it to run into a cup, and flung the cup out the door.
I got up on the bed frame and looked and there was not one single other insect in the spoke-holes on the roof ring. There are like, forty holes in that thing, maybe more, and I just happened to stick my hand into the ONE that there was an occupant in. Profoundly unfair and also unsettling.
I already had a spider in my hair today. I don’t know how long it was in there, but neither of us was pleased about that either. I’m not afraid of spiders per se, but I got a strict no-touching policy with them that got hardcore violated on both occasions. (There was a third one, just now, with a very small very confused little guy who wandered onto my arm, and that was not so bad at all, I just redirected it and it left, and that was fine.)
So… I put an entire eyedropper-full of clove oil in every spoke hole on that roof ring, and it reeks of cloves in here but I don’t care. I know that’s ideal spider habitat, I get that it’s ideal spider habitat, I don’t want that to be spider habitat. I have had this goddamn yurt up for two days, I am not conceding whole bits of it just yet.
My #1 new innovation this year is that I’m trying to use, for my center roof ring cover, a clear plastic umbrella, and instead of trying to weight the handle which has in past just broken the umbrellas in gusts, I’m tying it in place by threading ties through the roof ring spokes (which is why I discovered my would-be roommate) and through the umbrella spokes. I theorize that if there’s no wiggle room the umbrella won’t get busted. we’ll see; there’s a 90% chance of rain tomorrow, and there’ve already been a few gusts tonight.) This means that it’s brighter in here, because that’s now a skylight instead of being as dark as the rest of the roof, and it also means I can see whether the sun’s up etc. more easily.
Should I have just stayed up way past my bedtime rearranging furniture in the yurt? No. Did I? Duh.
[cut for spiders, and discussion of my House Rules for Spiders, which, reminder, are 1) don’t touch me, 2) don’t touch me, and 3) don’t touch me]
Also I had bought a bottle of clove oil because #1 it’s supposed to be really good at repelling insects and spiders and #2 it was on lightning deal on amazon, and so I got it out, intending to put some in a few strategic places to maybe keep the spider population under control. I set it on the shelf, and then was puttering, and reached up to thread something through the holes in the hollow center roof ring, and pulled out the biggest fucking spider I’ve ever seen, which cowered in terror on the floor while I cowered in terror on the bed. Eventually I got it to run into a cup, and flung the cup out the door.
I got up on the bed frame and looked and there was not one single other insect in the spoke-holes on the roof ring. There are like, forty holes in that thing, maybe more, and I just happened to stick my hand into the ONE that there was an occupant in. Profoundly unfair and also unsettling.
I already had a spider in my hair today. I don’t know how long it was in there, but neither of us was pleased about that either. I’m not afraid of spiders per se, but I got a strict no-touching policy with them that got hardcore violated on both occasions. (There was a third one, just now, with a very small very confused little guy who wandered onto my arm, and that was not so bad at all, I just redirected it and it left, and that was fine.)
So… I put an entire eyedropper-full of clove oil in every spoke hole on that roof ring, and it reeks of cloves in here but I don’t care. I know that’s ideal spider habitat, I get that it’s ideal spider habitat, I don’t want that to be spider habitat. I have had this goddamn yurt up for two days, I am not conceding whole bits of it just yet.
My #1 new innovation this year is that I’m trying to use, for my center roof ring cover, a clear plastic umbrella, and instead of trying to weight the handle which has in past just broken the umbrellas in gusts, I’m tying it in place by threading ties through the roof ring spokes (which is why I discovered my would-be roommate) and through the umbrella spokes. I theorize that if there’s no wiggle room the umbrella won’t get busted. we’ll see; there’s a 90% chance of rain tomorrow, and there’ve already been a few gusts tonight.) This means that it’s brighter in here, because that’s now a skylight instead of being as dark as the rest of the roof, and it also means I can see whether the sun’s up etc. more easily.
