My current bedroom has a door to the outside world with a crack at the bottom corner large enough for all kinds of small creatues to crawl through. When I came home last night there was a dead spider in Odin's water dish, a centipede or something similar inching across my ceiling and a large ant on my nightstand. God knows what else is lurking in the closet and underneath my bed and all the various nooks and cranies throughout the house. I'm quite sure I'll come across a surprise or two when I start packing in a couple weeks. My distant affection for spideys aside, I've never had much love for bugs and I'm looking forward to seeing less of them when I relocate in a month. At least I do not have mice.