So, here I was...washing my hair in the shower this morning when
I happened to look up at the ceiling.
Big, spindly-legged spider!
How I hate spiders! They creep me out and give me all sorts
of heebie-jeebies. I know it's ridiculous to be afraid of something
one thousandth of my size. It's a completely irrational fear - and
yet, it is very real.
My hair still full of shampoo, I am now afraid to put my head under
the water and close my eyes for fear that when I open them again
it will be dangling in my face.
As I watched it with revulsion and terror, I noticed that it was
having difficulty making its way across the ceiling due to the
condensation from the steam of the shower.
An idea struck me.
I turned up the hot water.
Steam rose up in billows.
The hideous creature began to scrabble more frantically - its
disgusting legs desperately trying to cling to the wet surface of
Suddenly, it fell.
Hadn't thought of that.
I leaped back, watching the thing curl up into a wet, broiled ball
in the bottom of the tub.
HA! Take that, foul beast!!
Boiling hot water was now scalding my skin - and shampoo was
stinging my eyes.
Small price to pay for victory.
Nature: 0 Lynn: 1