Things I can do without, #483

So Kaylee needed to be changed, and I told her to go get me a diaper. She picks one up from where she scattered them all last night, holds it out to me--

And I see, about three inches away from her hand, a good-sized brown spider crouching inside the fold of the diaper.

I snatched it away from her and headed for the front door, which the spider apparently took as a threat. It scurried out to the top of the diaper and reared up. I unlocked the front door in one hell of a hurry before it could decide to try a Flying Squirrel Tackle and shook it out into the grass.

Not even noon, and I've already had one heart attack. Yay.

Okay, that is it, it's concrete bunker time

No sooner did I get up from typing that last entry than I go into the kitchen to start a load of laundry. I tossed our comforter onto the floor in there late last night, since one of our cats decided to show their affection for us by puking on it. I reach down to pick it up--

Monster. Brown. Spider.

When the camera is hooked up again, I will post pictures. Unfortunately, taking pictures was the third thing I did. First was to scream, which of course scared Kaylee, and second was to calm her down.

I trapped the thing in a plastic container, and once the lid was on tight I showed it to Kaylee so she could see it's nothing to be scared of. She was fascinated and tried to take the container from me, but I wasn't willing to go that far. I let the thing go a very good distance away from the house.

I'm going to have that 'something's crawling on me' feeling for the rest of the day; I just know it.