8/4/14
Today, something truly horrific happened.
I woke up, like any other Monday, and walked around the
corner to the bathroom. I glanced up and was jolted out of my stupefied post
slumber phase and looked dead into his eight eyes. There was a spider. But not
just any spider, he was a tarantula. Not big one, but big enough to make me pee
a little. He was about as big as the back of my hand but that’s still pretty
big for a spider. I named him Fear Itself because to name your foe is to know him
and he’d just become my mortal enemy. Neither of was leaving with the other
alive. I couldn’t afford to give him the opportunity to visit me while I slept.
This was war.
After my initial fear lessened I began to think rationally
about how to kill this mythical creature. I geared up; put on my only Oregon
State sweatshirt, pair of jeans, shoes. I crept back to the shower area where I
left the monster. Of course, he was gone. But a quick inspection of the area
found him on the floor of the shower. At that point, I could have tried to wash
Fear down the drain. But given the uneven footing of the shower floor and an
inability to get a high water flow in that area made the possibility
impossible.
Turning my back to the beast I looked around, hurriedly, for
another weapon. My eyes alighted on my most recent purchase. A large knife, at
least a 10 inch blade that I’d been sharpening all weekend. This was my
Excalibur.
Grabbing the knife I turned to battle with my foe. My
shaking hand came down with the first stroke and severed a few of his legs. He
dragged himself to the corner. Overcome with bloodlust I refused him quarter
and continued to hack away until the red veil lifted from my eyes. When it was
all over Fear lay vanquished and curled. I crowed with victory and grabbed my
pointer broom then swept him triumphantly down the drain.
Now, this was not the horrific part. Later, I was sitting on
the toilet doing some paperwork. And I see a few ants. Not normally a cause for
concern given that my house is open to the elements. But then I see a few more
until they’re swarming in front of the open bathroom door. Then slowly I see
the swarm carry something from around the corner. I squint and try to make it
out. It’s one of the spider’s legs. It slowly moves from one side of the door
to the other and disappears into a crack in the wall. And that is probably the
most interesting thing that will happen to me this week.
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