The Spider Caper

So this morning, I was running a tad bit late, so I was rushing around jumped in the shower and tried to hurry.... then I saw it...
a spider.
In the shower.
With me.
I freeze.

What do I do? I grabbed my shampoo bottle and killed it. And it went down the drain. No biggie. I was feeling proud of myself because there was a time in my life I would have jumped out of the shower yelling and screaming and found someone to kill it. I did it myself I did good.

So I'm in my robe with a towel on my head and I was going to pick out what I was to wear for the day. I head towards the closet.
I stop.
Big Black Fuzzy Spider.
Seriously, it felt huge.
This made the spider from the shower look like nothing.
I jumped and screamed.
And it ran under my bed.

Think.
How do you get a spider out from under a bed.
Was it here all night?
Did it climb on me while I was sleeping?
Are there more?
Do I leave it there?
How do I get it?
I grabbed the vacuum thinking if I sat there long enough it might come out. I never took my eyes off of it... it didn't come out.

I can't go to work with a huge ginormous spider under my bed. What if it makes babies under there? And they get in my bed. And get on me tonight.

So I call Jared. nothing.
So I call my mother-in-law.

"So there's a big furry spider under my bed... do you have any recommendations on how to get it out."

She hurried right over and helped me. She was seriously the pro. I was very impressed. She had the flashlight and vacuum, and after pulling everything out from under the bed (I was standing at the other side of the room hoping and praying that if that spider ran out it would not run my way) she spotted it. It had made itself a spot in the bag to hang out. She shined the light on it, and swept it up. She even emptied my vacuum for me so I didn't have to touch it.

She is my hero.

Just when I thought I was becoming a "country girl" and handling things better, I get proved wrong. I am not a country girl.

I called and told my mom about the incident and I had to laugh because I would never call my mom to get a spider. We would have both standing on the bed together hoping that it wouldn't get near us.

Maybe someday I'll get used to country living. :)