I saw him, up near the ceiling, just waiting for me.
He is not very large, and I would not have seen him had I not been scanning the walls and ceiling of the shower, but I always look because There Might Be A Spider.
Now I have to make a Decision. My choices are:
- Kill the spider
- Call for help from hubby or son
- Ignore the spider
Number 1 is not really an option because I am Vertically Challenged and the spider is Waaay Up there and might fall on my head, if I can even find something to whack him with. And it would have to be something disposable because once something has touched a spider it must be disposed of because it is now contaminated with Spider Cooties, or even worse, Spider Guts.
Number 2 isn't much better because being snickered at for the rest of the day is not a pleasant way to spend time. I might become irritated before they gave up their giggling and be forced to spit in their chili in silent and secret retaliation.
This leaves Number 3. Logic tells me that the spider will stay put because they are devious and clever creatures who, despite Having It In For Me, know that if the force of the water does not crush them or send them spiraling down the drain, then my Flailing Dance of Abject Terror will surely finish them off.
The spider is still there.
I knew they were smart.