
When we moved to England we knew we'd have houseguests.
One arrived today though, and he was very very unwelcome.
Rob was at work, and I was concentrating on my convalescence when I saw something move out of the corner of my eye.
Spidey.
Normally, I'm not scared of spiders, but this dude was HUGE. I managed to be brave enough to trap him in a plastic container, and slid a piece of paper underneath. He was making such an attempt to escape you could hear his legs rubbing on the paper. Toooo creepy.
Anyway, I'm sure he's some evil poisonous spider but I couldn't kill him - mainly because I was pretty sure he'd launch himself at me and bite me while I was plotting his demise, so I let him go outside in our garden. And he's out there. Probably watching me right now. And waiting to strike. Yikes!!
1 comment:
Can you comment on the obviously holy literature you captured him with? Do you feel that God helped you in this situation. Go have yer 3 hours of devotion, okay?
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