Ok...so many of you know about my horrible fear of spiders. Yikes! The idea of them creeping around my house in the night or even the day and I can't hear a thing, FREAKS me out!
Well, the other day, I was trying to bring a car to Preston at work and as I began to walk out my door outside, lo and behold, there is the LARGEST black widow I have ever seen in my life on my door frame. You could see the red spot from the end of the hallway. IKES!
Well, the fact that I was going to see Preston, meant that I couldn't just scream for him to kill him. In fact I considered waking up the neighbors just so someone else could get rid of the horrid thing, but decided that that wasn't a practical idea.
So, I began to take off my shoe to kill the rotten thing. Then I thought, "What if I miss, what if it's on the side of the shoe and I drop it in my house. That is just WAY too close for comfort." So I desperately tried to think of another solution. Just as he started to crawl away, I snatched the fly swatter and took a whack at the thing. Missed. (By this point I was shaking pretty hard). So I tried again and missed. Yet, on the third time, I hit it so hard it practically exploded.
But of course I had to hit it three more times before I was sure that it was dead. Ugh. I still get the be-gee-bees thinking about it.
I just wanted you all to know, that I faced my fear (or maybe it was just the fact that I didn't want to know that that thing was crawling around my house alive) and killed a spider. You all should be proud!
Gold star for me.
Well, the other day, I was trying to bring a car to Preston at work and as I began to walk out my door outside, lo and behold, there is the LARGEST black widow I have ever seen in my life on my door frame. You could see the red spot from the end of the hallway. IKES!
Well, the fact that I was going to see Preston, meant that I couldn't just scream for him to kill him. In fact I considered waking up the neighbors just so someone else could get rid of the horrid thing, but decided that that wasn't a practical idea.
So, I began to take off my shoe to kill the rotten thing. Then I thought, "What if I miss, what if it's on the side of the shoe and I drop it in my house. That is just WAY too close for comfort." So I desperately tried to think of another solution. Just as he started to crawl away, I snatched the fly swatter and took a whack at the thing. Missed. (By this point I was shaking pretty hard). So I tried again and missed. Yet, on the third time, I hit it so hard it practically exploded.
But of course I had to hit it three more times before I was sure that it was dead. Ugh. I still get the be-gee-bees thinking about it.
I just wanted you all to know, that I faced my fear (or maybe it was just the fact that I didn't want to know that that thing was crawling around my house alive) and killed a spider. You all should be proud!
Gold star for me.
5 comments:
I'm very proud of you! You can get spider traps and put them around your house. That gives me comfort. However, the spider traps don't catch the black widows.:(
I kind of want to barf just thinking about it!
You are very brave! I think you deserve THREE gold stars. I hate bugs. I vacuum them up with the hose on the vacuum so I don't have to get close to them.
I'm so proud. ;-)
ew, spiders. i've noticed a lot more in our apartment lately. at least they are little and not people killers, but i still don't like them! way to be brave!
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