As a homesteader I have constant run ins with weird situations, mice, rats, and bugs. However, I think we all have that one thing that we just have to cross the line at... Mine is spiders. I hate killing anything, even flies and mosquitoes! And while those killings happen without thought, I always feel a tinge of regret after the deed is done. Yeah, even with Spiders...
But, no regret was given after the run in with this spider, while laying in bed...
So here I was just doing some replying to my comments on Steemit, laying in bed, trying not to wiggle too much to bother husband, when all of a sudden there's a flippin' spider just dangling - it's silhouette enlarged by the glow of my iPad - inches from my face!
Note: No, this isn't the spider that dangled at me. But I did find it today just so I could take a pic for this post!
I screamed!! I am not a screamer and I actually screamed! I'm all vulnerable laying bed! I screamed so loud I'm surprised surprised our roommate and his dog didn't come bursting into our bedroom.
So I jump out of bed and start doing the omg spider dance flailing around and making sure it's not on my body!
My husband groggily turns over and says... "what?". No urgency in his tone whatsoever.
"There was a spider dangling in my face!! It had the whole bedroom to dangle wherever it wanted but no! Right between my face and ph... THERE IT IS IT'S GOING UNDER YOU!"
Husband jumps out of bed and karate chops it!! My first thought was of how disgusting it was that this spider is being executed on MY side of the bed... But, of course it bounces off into the somewhere abyss! We're looking for it and suddenly this flying bug dive bombs husband! I gasp and the dog tries snapping at it. We watch it fly around then it lands! Husband clap kills it! Two for two!
So here we all are at nearly midnight standing outside of bed in our skivvies staring at the bed like it betrayed us! Husband grabs a toilet paper and inspects the flying big. It's smaller, red, and wasp-like. He starts walking toward the bathroom...
"FOUND IT! The spider! It's dead but there!" As I crazily point to my side table. Husband groans at me, as he turns around to address the problem.
At this point husband is just not impressed at my freak out. The spider lie, motionless, and curled up as he dramatically cleans up the dead or stunned spider and flushes both bugs down the toilet.
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