Despite my incessant snarking gentle protests, OH has taken one of our kitchen chairs (cheap pine crap) outside today so he 'has somewhere to sit while he smokes in the garden'. I asked him to bring it in at about 3pm as we were going out and he 'forgot'.
We got back a while ago and I have just been outside and watched a little spider (about the size of a sunflower seed) build a MASSIVE web between the fence, windowsill and kitchen chair. The web is the size of a dinner plate, it's taken him ages (and he had to fix it twice as a couple of bluebottles flew straight through it).
I have told OH he has to leave the chair there now as it seems mean to move it given all the effort tiny spider has put it...it's a prime web spot, he's a canny wee spider!
OH says I am being ridiculous and it's JUST a spider.
I've asked him how he'd feel if he build a fabulous house, that took him forever and an alien turned up and knocked it down because he built it on their space ship launch pad.
OH says I'm insane.
It's a stand off.
AIBU...am I?
*disclaimer, I've had a drink or three and I like spiders.