The other day Jillian spotted this big nasty spider.
It was extremely gross.
And it was in our house!!!
After a short panic attack
which consisted of me shouting
"kill it"
"what if there are more of them?"
"Oh god, what happens when it bites monroe and he dies?"
"Eww it's moving"
"It's looking at me, I can feel it!"
"what if it jumps on me, and bites me? I don't have health insurance!"
And a brief photo shoot
just for the internet
I decided best option to rid our home of this creature
was to use the vacuum.
with the hose in hand
and the hose extender
I wanted to stay as
far away
as possible!
I attempted to vacuum up the little bugger.
I was terrified that the big hairy thing was going to jump on me.
I could sense that it's wee beady eyes were just staring at me;
it was getting ready to pounce.
In the end I chickened out.
I handed the vacuum hose to the much braver shay
who sucked that bad boy up.
We let the vacuum just spin for a while to ensure that it won't be crawling out anytime soon.
Two seconds later a box elder bug landed on my arm.
Which led to a fit
of screaming,
hopping,
arms flailing wildly about
for nearly 2 minutes.
Have I ever mentioned I don't like creatures that have too many legs.
Which means more than four.
I have been crawling ever since.
