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It’s five o’clock in the morning and I can’t sleep.
I guess that in itself isn’t very strange.
How about its five o’clock in the morning. I can’t sleep so I decided to clean my very messy apartment.
Nope. Not yet.
It’s five o’clock in the morning and I can’t sleep. I decided to clean my messy apartment, and found a spider.
hmmm…. no
It’s five o’clock in the morning. I can’t sleep so I decided to clean my messy apartment. I found a spider and I couldn’t kill it. It is under a clear plastic tup-a-ware.
I guess that still not very strange. The fact that I felt the need to write about it just might be though. I am terribly freaked out by spiders, and all creepy things that can crawl on you while you sleep. Not only do spiders scare me I can’t kill them. I have to capture them because the feeling of them being squashed is almost as repulsive as they are themselves.
So that is why there is now a spider chillin’ under a clear plastic tup-a-ware bowl on my kitchen counter. I have gotten up about five times while writing this just to make sure the stupid thing is still there. And to top it off I am more hyped then I was before and can no longer clean. I’m too scared that there is more waiting for me. This is one of the half dozen things I hate about winter. All the little ickies come out and play. I am completely convinced that this spider is really a spy of an underground spider colony looking for the person who killed three little baby spiders last week. Which just happens to be me. Yep spiders are out to get me. I will be holding this spider for ransom until they surrender.
And this is what happens to people who find spiders at 5am.
