You're looking at my worst nightmare here. Seriously. I actually will occasionally have very vivid night terrors of fist-sized spiders crawling down their webbies and landing on my head. Don't believe me? I had one last night! Guuuh!
In real life, if Deg's not around to kill a spider and I have to do it myself, I get a nervous adrenaline rush and have the shakes for awhile afterward. And even if Deg's there, I have the heebly-jeeblies for the rest of the day!
So the picture shows a teensy little spider - I get that. I couldn't google "spider" without dying. I almost died googling "tiny spider."
Anyway... onto the point of the story...
There
are
spiders
falling
from
the
ceiling
onto
my
head
here
at
work!
are
spiders
falling
from
the
ceiling
onto
my
head
here
at
work!
My worst nightmares are coming true. They might be the size of the spider in the picture, but they are still climbing down from the ceiling and are trying to nest in my hair. I am experiencing something Deg calls "wannadie." Yes, that's one word. Yes, you already know the definition. Guuuuuh!
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