I actually think I'm going to have a real heart attack any second.
DD is asleep in her swing chair, I was putting away laundry from the line and a massive spider has ran up my chest onto my neck and I've ripped the necklace DH bought me for my 30th a couple of months ago off 💔 along with my top and it's a good job I didn't have the baby on me otherwise I'd of probably dropped her.
I hate killing them but I was in an absolute frenzy and stamped on my top with it underneath it. I feel terrible now but I have such bad arachnophobia.
I do not want to pass this onto my DD 😩 any ideas how I can learn to live with them?
This is the 2nd time in 2 weeks one has run on me, another ran up my leg whilst watching TV with DH the other night. I just want them to stay away from me ðŸ˜