I have a sometimes overwhelming fear of spiders. I don't care how big or small they are, I hate them all the same. Just thinking about them makes my skin crawl.
Remember that show Fear Factor? I think one of the worst things they did was trap people in boxes with spiders. OK snakes are bad too. And rodents. Yuck! I hate all creepy, crawly things. I would've sucked on that show.
The one thing I dislike about my bedroom being downstairs is that I get all the spiders. Especially in my bathroom, which connects to the laundry room (which connects to the garage). And there's a giant gap between the bottom of that door and the floor of my bathroom, practically inviting them in. Seriously. I need to get one of those draft stopper things for my door to keep them out. Where would I find one of those?
Just minutes ago, I killed a massive spider in my bathroom. I had to stifle my scream and almost hold back tears. This is when I miss living with my dad and brother. Yes, they thought I was ridiculous, but they always killed my spiders for me.
Dear Future Husband, Please be willing to kill my spiders. Thank you!
P.S. I totally believe in putting a photo on each blog post, but I got the heebie jeebies just looking at them in google images. I swear I can feel them crawling all over me right now!