Arachnophobia.

I hate spiders. The creepy things have been a bane in my existence since I had a camel spider jump on me in Iraq. My roommate liked to sleep with the window open, and one bright, moon filled night a camel spider came through the window. It ended up on my chest, and brought me out of a dead sleep. Needless to say, I haven’t been a fan of spiders since that time.

Then this evening, I was preparing to write on my website and set up a few things to make my website more accessible when I look down and there is a spider on the inside of my thigh. Chaos ensued with much antics by yours truly. My house is now prepped for one of two courses of action. I have sprayed and prepared to bug bomb my house, or I can burn it to the ground. I am thinking that burning my house down is a bit extreme. 

Well, I am off to destroy this spider. That is if the chaotic commotion from earlier didn’t give him a heart attack. You guys take care and I will chat with you soon.

Freeman out.

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