Icky Icky Spiders

I just killed a nasty looking spider. If was brownish and it’s legs looked like they were made of wire. It was crazy. And it jumped. I hate spiders that jump. I always think they are going to jump on me. Shoot I hate spiders in general. Even those Daddy Long Legs that just look like they are limping along. I was never a kid that sat and pulled the legs off spiders. I also never pulled the wings off bees. I never understood how people (primarily kids…I would hope) could hang on to a bee, of all things, and pull the wings off. But nonetheless, kids still did it when I was younger.

Anyways, back to this nasty spider. So I killed it (please…PETA do not come after me on this little offense). But then it got me wondering, is there a spot in my house with a ton of these jumping brownish colored spiders? The thought is just too overwhelming for me…considering I am thinking about Charlotte’s Web and the millions of spiders that hatched out of that little sack. Ugh I am itching just thinking about it.

And then what I thought about next is not for the easily grossed out…so if that is you, just skip down a ways and read another post.

So then I start thinking about how I read somewhere that in a year people swallow 6 spiders in their sleep. The thought of those jumping brownish colored spiders crawling on my face and then into my mouth while I sleep is just too much for me. I am a light sleeper. There is no way I eat 6 spiders, in my sleep and don’t wake up. And how in the world do these “scientists” know that I am eating 6 spiders? I don’t believe it.

Though tonight, I will be sleeping with a surgical mask over my face…no spider will get in there!