I can’t believe I nearly missed this thread! Thank you @Dangermoo. *clears throat…
Creepy eight-legged bastards, jumping out from behind bookshelves just when you’re relaxing at night or lurking in a darkened room, just ready to give you a jump scare.
We’ve had three big bastards in here the last week.
When the first one appeared I jumped off the sofa vertically and hurdled the footstool, displaying an athleticism not seen since school sports day 30+ years ago. I actually think I may have temporarily levitated.
The last one caused a panic as it seemed to be marching determinedly towards our dog’s arsehole. As both are black and hairy, I had terrible visions of what might ensue so I shouted quite a lot of enthusiastic encouragement to DP from the safe confines of the hall. DP definitely appreciated my helpful shrieking.
We are renovating so have lots of boxes still to unpack. They have been undisturbed for around 18 months. I’m actually dreading what might be in there. I opened one box last week and found clothes moths eating my alpaca wool stash. I swear if there are spiders amongst my personal possessions I won’t be held responsible for my actions.
OP, I have roped in strangers, neighbours, and family to deal with spiders for me. I don’t even like the emoji that pops up when you type the word. There is no shame in finding a brave soul to help you.
I don’t like killing spiders either but as per my username, if they didn’t act like such total arseholes, people might be able to cope better.
Blame the spiders. It’s their fault entirely. There are no other creatures that sneak out and randomly make a beeline for wherever you are with the sole intent of scaring you, That’s definitely what spiders do. Shitheads.