I’m hoping he’s just popped behind the bookcase for a little sleep.
Well, in fact I don’t care where he is, so long as I don’t stand on him in bare feet, or get crawled over, or get runn-ed-towards.
Ok, I freely admit, I’m not that good around spiders… but two in one night is a little unfair, surely? Unless it is the same one that was trying to escape from the sink earlier, that has managed the feat of re-negotiating my infamous u-tube… I never know how to tell…
After watching Spiderboy, I was just thinking “Hey, its not so bad after all!? Is it?” (Well, that was until the edge of the cushion happened to touch my arm.)
Then I saw him crawling down the doorpost. “Oh, he’s fine, really he is! I can just get up and walk past easy enough. Fine then, I’ll even prove it…. oh, ok, maybe make that inch-past-sidaways… quickly…”
So, while one eye is blogging, the other is roaming freely over the expanse of floor between me and the door…
Well, I’m not planning a future as Spidergirl quite yet. 😉