Today has not been a good day. And it’s not even lunchtime yet. On the plus side, I do manage to provide amusement to my mum 
I was attacked by a giant spider.
Well, OK, not GIANT. Quite large. Medium. Alright, it was a money spider! But I still hate them.
See, here’s what I happened. I had just come downstairs from a nice, cold shower, just in my towel and being the vain person that I am, I thought I’d check myself out in the mirror. Nothing seemed out of ordinary and I stood there, doing the usual girly, “Oh God, why don’t I look like Angelina Jolie?” Especially today as my sunburn is starting to get to that lovely peely stage. VERY ATTRACTIVE. But then I felt something… something itchy on my neck. I looked down… And there it was. Crawling up onto my chin.
The spider.
I’m not normally a big screamer but in this case, it was necessary. Squealing like a little girl I smacked myself in the face to try and get it off me. This was a bad move as too much activity in a towel usually causes it to come off. Luckily, I caught it before my mum and brother came running into the hallway to see what was going on.
“What’s happened?”
“There was a spider on my face and I nearly dropped my towel!”
“A spider on your face? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
Now, I’m not sure why my mum found this so funny, she’s even more terrified of them than me! I suppose she likes my suffering. The worst part however, was that I couldn’t see where the spider had gone. Now this scares me more than knowing where they are. I get paranoid that they have run off to lay eggs and make hundreds and hundreds of new baby spiders that will come and take revenge on me when I sleep.
Not having much choice, I went into my bedroom to get dressed. I look down. Da fuck!? The spider is still on me, this time dangling off my hand!!! :O I palm strike my door frame, aiming to squish it and when I look down, sure enough, the spider is gone, but there is NO expected mark of squished spider on either me or the door frame. So I’m back to where I started. I don’t think I can go to sleep tonight. I have now tried to kill the spider twice.
It will be after revenge.
theodd1in 
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I feel your pain! If there is a spider in the house, it will make its life mission to find me and send me into fits of hysterics! Once I was on the phone to the boyfriend, and a huntsman about the size of my palm crawled across my lap. Needless to say, I dropped the phone and started screaming, I think my poor boyfriend thought I was getting murdered! What freaked me out even more is it came from my bed……I don’t think I slept very well that night 😛
Haha, finding spiders in your bed is the worst!!! It makes me remember that myth that apparently you eat 4 spiders in your sleep every year. Euuurgh, they are nasty little things D:
Yeah I think I’ve read that fact too, it makes me want to tape my mouth shut when I sleep 😛 Thanks for stopping by my blog and subscribing lovely! 🙂