I just want to type into the void about what just happened
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For context, about a week ago my boyfriend told me he found a brown recluse spider on top of the refrigerator. I love all animals, except bugs and in particular, spiders. I barely slept that night, knowing I'd have to venture atop the fridge in the morning for my granola.
Anyway, I got home from work today and was doing my usual routine of getting lit to some good music and taking a refreshing shower. As I puffed away and jammed away, I saw movement in the corner of my eye and looked down.
And it was HUGE.
I know these things wont really off me, but I saw it and shrieked like it would. I could feel my heart stop and all the good vibes just dissipated along with any hope of sleeping tonight, or maybe ever again.
Because this thing could be Freddy Krugers mount and will definitely haunt me in my nightmares for all eternity.
Well, I jumped out of the shower and grabbed the heaviest thing I didn't want spider guts on, a bottle of cleaner. It was in the corner and I smashed that thing and I thought I'd feel bad offing something as I never even off bugs, but this dude deserved it.
It took more courage to pick up the carcass and dispose it in the toilet. But after I mustered the courage and sent it to spider purgatory, I still had the paranoia of being eaten by an eight-legged thing the size of my hand, and probably will for at least a week. So singing smoking shower time was ruined.
And if this couldn't get worse, I got back in the shower again and what song comes on? "Black Widow" by Iggy Azalea.
Screw Spotify and screw spiders. The end.