For the past two days, I have come across something unexpected when I've gone into the bathroom to take a shower. A spider. Not just any spider,
a killer spider. Hanging at eye level when I turned the corner into the restroom. If I had random ten year olds around the house, I would have thought it was a practical joke, but alas, it was not. This was a real, live, monstrous spider. I've been trying to not be so thrown off by the small things as I've gotten older. I've tried to put on a brave face, you know, for the kids that I don't have. But seriously folks, if I don't put up a blog post tomorrow, it's because the killer spider has eaten me. Don't say I didn't warn you.
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| I don't have a picture of the spider (I suspect that cameras are like sprinkles to killer spiders, making the humans extra-tasty), but it's about yea big... |
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PS. Why on earth did I think this post needed to be illustrated? Searching for creative-commons licensed photos of spiders on Flickr is a
terrible thing to do before bedtime.
Just another thing I did so you don't have to.
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