So...today I was going through my wrapping paper...and lo and behold there was a HUGE spider hiding in the middle of one of the rolls. Of course....I SCREAMED and Preston came running to my rescue as a poor damsel in distress calling.
Well, not only did he kill this spider with his bare hands (or tennis shoe) but he identified it as our lovely friend, the Black Widow. UGHH! I still get shivers knowing that that spider has been hibernating next to my side of the bed at night!
Preston took care of the dead spider while I looked up all the details of what a black widow spider bite could do to you. Thank goodness for Wikipedia.
Then...as I went to go to the bathroom before I went to bed...there was the HUGE spider waiting in the toilet (dead of course...still together). Of course....I SCREAMED and Preston came running to my rescue as a poor damsel in distress calling.
He apologetically flushed the toilet (while laughing) and now I have a fear of going to the bathroom because all I can think about is the spider in the toilet...red spot up!
Well...fortunately I got to bed (with a full bladder), only to have nightmares about black widows and brown recluses coming after me with their venom and big fangs.
Have I mentioned that I hate spiders...?
Did I mention that I woke up in the middle of the night and made Preston switch sides of the bed with me?
Preston took care of the dead spider while I looked up all the details of what a black widow spider bite could do to you. Thank goodness for Wikipedia.
Then...as I went to go to the bathroom before I went to bed...there was the HUGE spider waiting in the toilet (dead of course...still together). Of course....I SCREAMED and Preston came running to my rescue as a poor damsel in distress calling.
He apologetically flushed the toilet (while laughing) and now I have a fear of going to the bathroom because all I can think about is the spider in the toilet...red spot up!
Well...fortunately I got to bed (with a full bladder), only to have nightmares about black widows and brown recluses coming after me with their venom and big fangs.
Have I mentioned that I hate spiders...?
Did I mention that I woke up in the middle of the night and made Preston switch sides of the bed with me?
7 comments:
Are all women wimps when it comes to spiders? Come on! Your 5000x bigger than it, just step on it!
That is what husbands are for. To take care of venomous creatures for us.
Caytee's pretty tough, if she's scared- pretty much every girl would be. Ha ha!I also seriously hate spiders and bugs of every kind and stepping on it isn't really an option because I hate the crunch of the exoskeleton when you step down. Gross.
Ah!!! Oh my goodness I would be so jumpy if that happened to me! I HATE spiders. Just this morning Chad said to me, "Did you dream about spiders last night? Because in the middle of the night I heard you say 'spiders, spider webs.'" I don't remember dreaming about spiders, but I've had so many nightmares with spiders in them, it wouldn't surprise me if I had! Needless to say, I will pray for you. :)
P.S. Nope, Preston, not ALL girls are like Caytee and me--I have a really good girlfriend who isn't at all afraid of spiders.
I hate spiders more than anything... Your story has me checking the corners of my room! I have Sam spray every 2-3 months. EEK! Thanks for putting the thought in my mind;)
I don't particularly enjoy spiders. but I do think mice are a BILLION times worse. poop? eating your food? killing you with the haunta virus? seriously. I will kill spiders myself unless they are huge and up high on a wall (and therefore can potentially jump onto my face.)
Yeah, I'm not so much a fan of them either. Good to know Preston is so handy ;-). And I'm so very glad you switched sides of the bed...makes a HUGE difference in your safety, I'm sure.
PS... no spiders at my house! Have fun in Cali-I'll see you next week! Be looking forward to mighty fine Italian, a FAB birthday gift, yummies, slumber party fun, and some wicked Valentines ;-) Love you!
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