Let me lay the foundation here by starting with, My name is Lynn and I have severe arachnophobia. And I don't mean the funny kind; I mean the "I'll punch you in the face if you mess around with it" kind. Seriously.
So, with that out of the way... A few days ago I brought a spider home from work. I don't think that his hitching a ride in the laptop compartment of my work bag suggested any type of teammate initiative, so I screamed...exactly like a little girl I think and ran away. This was before I decided that, only because I was the only person in my house, I would have to kill it. I know, I know, but seriously there is NO WAY I could create a way that I could "take it outside"; I mean really with all those chances to hop on my arm!
Anyway, I managed to get rid of that one.
Fast forward to this morning where I opened my gym bag which I zipped up yesterday at the gym after changing into my gi....and, gah, a huge spider jumped out. Seriously, I don't think it was jumping *at* me, but for christ's sake, really?!?
Now I have 2 gym bags, one laptop bag, and a couple other items drying from having their "floor touching" surfaces drenched in spider killer. And, I'll be finding higher surfaces at work and the gym to store my bags. Here's to the carcinogens in Ortho Home Defense. Next step is to spray the cubicle at work. I'm stopping short of a spider bomb just because I don't think my team would appreciate it.
I really should just see a professional...psychiatrist that is.
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Meet Lynn, Engineer extraordinaire, Bjj artist extraordinaire, braver than brave, and will completely shut down at the sight of.......a spider, LOL! You would go nuts at my house, we have a million spiders.
Oh, DT, I know, it's RIDICULOUS, right!. Seriously, it totally pisses me off; I mean it's soooo irrational and ridiculous. Whatareyagonnado?
In all fairness, I'm not sure I screamed *out loud*....lol.
In an episode of the Magic School Bus, I heard this stat from Dorothy Ann: "You're never more than three feet away from a spider."
I can tell that you guys are going to be very helpful. ;-}
So, lest everyone believe, as of this post, that I am a TOTAL sissy...
In my defense I will say that I:
-have no issues with snakes, mice, lizards, bees, etc
-can create my own harness and rappel from reasonable heights (including Australian style)
-have no issues moving or burying dead things
-was top of my basic training class, my AIT, my company, and my battalion within a year
-have replaced the transmission in a 16 wheeler in under 4 hours multiple times and can replace a Humvee engine in less than that
-forced myself into shark populated water to get my Deep Diving cert last month, 3 times
-and occasionally I do, in fact, swallow some toothpaste
That's it; I'm going into therapy post haste, as this spider thing is totally ridic.
hahah dang, girl - you are badass.
I used to shriek and bolt whenever I saw one of these. I will never forget the first time I saw one. And the time I saw a GIANT one. Oh man.
But then I ended up encountering them so often over the years that I got used to them. I still maybe jump if they show up (they can be fast), but then I vengefully kill them, post haste. So, I recommend exposure therapy.
Don't let them win!
Hi Ashley, apparently sometime in the past I had read the first half of your blog history. I totally relate with so many things you have said and I love the reasons that you started your blog. Nice to *find* you again. :)
And, oh yeah, I totally have to figure out how not to let the arachnids win.
lol,you would hate my barn. We regularly get spiders as big as the palm of hand out there. And they sometimes drop down from the rafters while we're grappling! lol
Um. I had this issue a couple weeks back. I reinjured my foot trying to get away from spider #2 and lost a night's sleep trying to get away from spider #1. I ended up buying spider traps online and putting them around the house.
Not cool.
@Megan, ah ha; it's not just me. :)
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