TBT: 62...
Kart...

Araña...

This morning, I woke up to begin my morning routine (minus the exercise element). I was in the bathroom when all of a sudden I see a black spot streak in from under the door.

I looked and saw a relatively large spider (spread out, I'd guess it was about a silver dollar around) that was faster than I was ready to deal with. 

I jumped up and it must've detected me doing so because it stopped.

Normally, killing a spider is no big deal. Not anymore, anyway. I used to be terrified of the little bastards. However, it was bigger than I'm accustomed to so I preferred not to do it by hand and I had no shoes or socks on (I was getting ready to take a shower). It and I stared each other down for what felt like far longer than it should still be alive.

I finally found a canister of Lysol bleach wipes, noted the flat bottom, and brought it slamming straight down. It took two hits before it stopped moving and, on that second hit, I heard it go crunch, which was not a pleasant sound at all.

I took my shower and got ready and then told Katie about it and she was rather non-plussed by the news. Of course, she did just wake up and wasn't really registering much of anything.

However, several hours later, she texted me from work...

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They're everywhere!!!

I’d bow to our new overlords but I’m too busy finding a cliff from which to leap. 

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