My Spider Nemesis is a Speedster, and I’m Losing My Mind
Okay, Script-Breakers, pull up a seat, because I have to confess the absolute, unhinged chaos that went down in my house this week.
You might be here for the business deep-dives, but today, you’re getting some unscripted life-or-death drama, because, apparently, my life is now a survival reality show.
The Morning Horror & The Houdini Act
You know how dedicated I am to that ridiculously early country morning walk with my Mom?
I was literally about to leave my room to go sip my warm lemon water—zen mode engaged—when I absentmindedly looked up.
And that’s when I saw it.
A spider.
Not a cute little guy.
A big, hairy, arch-nemesis spider just chilling on one of my high ceiling rods.
My ceiling is mercifully high, which usually means safety, but this time it just meant I can’t reach the enemy.
I paused.
I sighed. (Why, Universe, why do you ruin my good morning?)
I turned away, took a deep breath to calm the rising panic (because, again, NOPE), but when I turned back... it was gone.
Vanished.
Poof!
Like I had imagined the whole terrifying thing.
I scoured the room.
Nothing.
I went on my walk.
I came back an hour later.
Still gone.
Okay, maybe it heard my rising fear and respectfully decided to relocate.
Crisis averted! ...Right?
The Evening Insanity & The Bad Choices
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