the EEEEWWWWWWWWWW continues

So in my note "eeeeeeewwwwwwww!" i explained about the spider scare. And my ending hope that it was over...well it wasn't. the very next day I went into the bathroom and the wall was once again marred by a giant, withering mass of spiders and legs. At least 15 nasty spiders. I HATE these spiders!They really disgust me. So I glared at this mass, asked God an exhasperated “WHY?! Why is this happening to me?” and tried to get ready to kill them. However, I was “saved by the bell” I had to get to school. So saying a quick prayer that when I got back the spiders would be gone I went to school. All day I was worried… about them still being there, and even more if they weren’t in the bathroom but were instead in my bed, in my clothes! As soon as school ended I bravely (meaning I talked to myself, shivered, and took forever) opened the door. The mass was still there. So I again smacked them with my slipper, this time I had thought a little more and was wearing one pair and holding another one. Screaming and squealing I eventually had killed them all. I felt sick. I can’t do this everyday. I can’t live with this many spiders! So I cried to Kelly and she, wisely, informed me that if I wanted them to stop I needed to kill all the spiders outside around the door. Gathering my courage I stepped outside ready to be brave and fled back inside after looking at the size of the spiders and webs. In a moment of pure genius I filled up my bath/washing bucket with oxyclean and water. I then splashed the soapy water over the spiders. It was accompanied by many, many screams. It took an hour at least. It still gives me goose bumps to think about it.

There was the grandfather spider. He was huge, ugly and surrounded by thick cobwebs. Majorly ewww. I had my little pourer of water in one hand and my slipper in the other. I tried to smack him but, of course, got scared at the last minute and jerked back. Which caused my hand holding the water to fly up dousing me with cold, soapy water. I was pretty scared. After calming myself down I tried to throw my slipper at him. Again if you know me, you can probably guess how that ended. I missed the spider and my slipper went flying off the lani. Finally I killed them all. I was so proud.

But the next day there were a few more. And the day after that a couple more. I can’t go into the bathroom without my slippers because there’s ALWAYS a spider. And my deep horror is that they will get into my room and in my bed and clothes. Major ewwwww!!!!!!!