There was a time when I would giggle at people afraid of spiders.
How could they be so silly? It is just a spider, what's the big deal?
Had they not seen Charlotte's Web?
Spiders are friends. Everyone knows that.
I knew people that would LEAVE the theater during the spider scene in Harry Potter. Some practically peed their pants when Shelob snuck up behind Frodo.
Really? What's the big deal, people? They are just spiders.
He, He.
Silly, jumpy, arachnophobic, people.
And then . . . I moved away from Alaska.
Alaskan spiders were squish-able, harmless, daddy-long-legs. I used to pick them up as a child and remove some of their legs. (I know, horrible me.)
I was not afraid of spiders.
There was no reason to be.
But now . . . I laugh no more.
As I dwell in the lower 48 -- with a variety of poisonous spiders -- I find myself TERRIFIED of the eight-legged monsters! I mean, to the point of anxiety, panic, hyperventilation, etc. The little boogers could cause some real damage!
*Just a little side note.
I found this image from 3 years ago, dated Aug 22. This is the time of year when the big, whopping, spiders start working their way inside. Ick!
So, on THAT note . . . yesterday, I was doing the laundry. I asked Sammi to bring in the towels that had been outside overnight (not recommended). She brought them to me. I grabbed the towels and put them in the laundry basket, at which time, a BIG NASTY SPIDER crawled on my arm! I flicked it off and screamed, of course. And then I noticed a BUNCH of little spiders, scattering out of their towel-haven -- all over my laundry room! AAAAHHHHH!!! I thought quickly and grabbed the vacuum and began sucking away as fast as I could. I think I got most of the little ones.
But the big one got away.
It is dwelling in my laundry room, right now.
I could barely sleep last night, I kept feeling things crawling on me.
How can I be at peace when I KNOW it is there, in my laundry room, lurking, waiting.
Now the laundry will never get done!
To those of you whom I might have teased before -- for being arachnophobic -- I am sorry. I truly am.
I have not beaten you. I have joined you.
Charlotte's Web is a fantasy.
Spiders are NOT friends.
Shudder
oh, she's definitely waiting for her revenge....you sucked all her children up afterall, what's a mama to do? let me games begin. ;)
ReplyDeleteSupposedly there is some data out there that talks about how many spiders we eat in our sleep every year. Most likely you ate her in your sleep so you don't have to worry about her anymore. ;)
ReplyDeleteWow. Thanks guys. I feel so much better now.
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