The WORST THING EVER just happened to me… Ok, maybe not the worst, but it was pretty bad. How about I start from the beginning…
Tally and I have been staying up all night and sleeping during the day. I decided that today would be the day that I stayed up so I could get back on track. Tally still went to sleep, but it’s easier if one of us can stay up and convince the other to goto bed earlier that night. I decided to rearrange my living room, as I hate the way it is now. The very first thing I moved (which is only a laundry basket with clean clothes in it) revealed the BIGGEST, SCARIEST and by far UGLIEST spider I have ever seen in my entire life. I ran to the bedroom to try and get Tally to kill it, but he is beyond gone in his little dream world. In panic, I call my mother’s house in hopes my brother was home, but no answer. Now all I can do is call my mom to see if she knows where he is. Well, he’s about an hour away right now, so I asked where she was. She was doing some shopping for my cousin’s prom. I told her what was happening, and actually asked her to come here and kill it. She told me I gotta squish my own spiders. NO WAY. I’m serious. I was thinking of all the ways I could do it, I mean, I had a broom, but no broom in the world was long enough for this job. I then went looking for something to spray it with. All we have is spray paint and lighter fluid. Yeah, not good options. I was also considering the vacuum, but my mom brought up the fact that the spider would still be alive, and actually IN my vacuum. I was thinking about throwing something, but was scared I’d miss and it’d run away. My mom actually gave the phone to my 11 year old sister so she could convince me that I could do it myself. Ha. At this point I am near an anxiety attack and a tear or two was streaming down my face. She said she’d do it if she were here, but she had no idea on the SIZE of the beast. Then she suggested that I let Momo, my sugar glider, eat it. I was kinda considering it, but that spider was almost as big as him! Then she said to let Poo, my pit bull, get it. Good idea in theory, but I knew Poo would probably mess it up. So now the phone gets handed over to my 14 year old cousin. She also tries to help me build up the courage, but it failed as well. While talking to the girls, I went to look at the hideous beast again to see that he wasn’t where I last saw him! *shrills*… I can’t believe this story is actually true. I AM a hard ass, unless we are talking about spiders. I actually think I have less fear with snakes, the other demon on earth. Oh, and praying mantises too… but that’s really all I am scared of. I think. But anyways… yes, the spider is gone, but I do notice some disgustingly long legs peeping from under a fallen sock. It was him, my flashlight confirmed it. Since he was mostly hidden, I wasn’t as scared of him… I knew then that I could probably take him. I still had my mom on the phone, so I was pumped for this. No prob. I took my first stab with the broom, then second and third… and probably like 30 million stabs later, I was sure he had to be dead. Nope, the monster jumped up and ran under my giant chair thingy. HE IS STILL IN MY HOUSE SOMEWHERE. How can I do anything in that room now? This has got to be the silliest fear, but it’s so real. I HATE this, but what can I do? I guess the living room will have to wait until I have a spider hunter (AKA my sleepy husband) on hand. And that’s why I DIDN’T rearrange my furniture today.
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