Once upon a time, I would say that I was not terrified, but still afraid of spiders. I didn’t want to see them, I didn’t want them near me. I would, if no one else were available, find a way to send them to meet their maker.
Before anyone who has no fear at any of its levels, of spiders, I do know they have purpose: https://www.nationalgeographic.com/animals/invertebrates/facts/spiders
They are still somewhat freaky in appearance and have this tendency to lurk is places where you find them by accident. Like, in the corner of the shower just as you step inside.
Many years ago, we were preparing to go on a family vacation. I was trying to make sure my laptop was up to date and internet ready. This was many years ago, my son may have been six and he’s thirty-two now so yeah. I had fought with the laptop for hours with both my son and husband pleading with me to call tech help. Finally, just before eleven at night, after everyone had long gone to bed, I caved in and called. As this super nice gentleman was assisting me, in the quiet of my house I head click…click…click. ?? When I looked, the largest spider I have ever seen in my life was walking toward me across the kitchen floor. I screamed in this poor guy’s ears, jumped from the stool I was sitting on and stomped this Godzilla of spiders. I then realized I had screamed in the guy’s ear and he had no idea what was going on. I did apologize, explained the spider and thankfully he laughed. Commenting that Michigan had a wonderful insect control called winter. Maybe, but your winter last much too long and is much too cold for me. In the end we did get the lap top configured and working.
I walked into my bathroom one day to spot this tiny spider hanging out on the vanity. I stepped back out, grabbed my camera and started taking photos. My son was home, we captured the spider and relocated it outside. Upon researching, I found that this was a jumping spider. At any moment it could have decided to take a leap and my whole day would have really fell apart.
I was sitting out on my front porch one day when my son walks up. He is standing there, looking just above my head. I turn to see a very large, writing spider directly over where I was sitting. We moved it from the porch to a distant area of the yard. All the while I was remembering the ‘if the spider writes your name in its web it means death’. I’m pretty sure we were told that so we would leave them alone.
Currently the outside of my house has the appearance of one prepared for Halloween. There are webs all over the place. I may or may not leave them alone. They are outside, we rarely get visitors. I have yet to see the creator of any of the webs. I will however clean it up before I begin decorating for Christmas. I really don’t want to try to string lights and stick my hand in a web.
I do try to be aware that there are two venomous spiders that can be found here. The brown recluse and black widow. On days such as yesterday while I was moving the wood, I was vigilant in paying attention to every piece of wood I moved or lifted. Though I’m sure the neighbors would have been highly entertained at my actions should I have had one suddenly appear too close for comfort.
I will admit that while I don’t so much fear the spider as I once did, I still do not want them inside my house. I came across one the other night, hanging out on a wall in the bathroom. My son was unable and unavailable to come to my assistance. I located a clear plastic container and a thin oversized postcard. I managed to capture the large but not giant, spider and relocate it to the back yard. Yes, I did simply open the door and toss everything out into the dark. Fear the spider, laugh at the fear.