Mom, Kristen and I were having a discussion about phobias yesterday. I think that there are some rational phobias, such as fear of flying, and irrational ones, such as mine. Spiders.
I say fear of spiders is irrational, because the rational part of me says "you can just squish that thing and be done with it". It's the irrational part that takes over and is screaming inside my head. I can't even look at 'em on TV. When Laura was younger she was watching some show that had those huge dinner plate-sized spiders on it. She says "Mom, you have to come see this". (Dummy me) I went and looked, then freaked out and Laura laughed her ass off. I know it's ridiculous.
Which brings me to the original purpose of this post. I am co-habitating with an enormous spider. I'm not kidding, it's at least 1 1/2 inches long, fat and black. I've seen it twice in the past couple of weeks. It only comes out when I'm alone, because it knows.
I think it lives either behind the sideboard or the armoire we use for an entertainment center. It comes out in the early morning after Pat has left for work. He has been on the lookout for it and clearly thinks I'm delusional. When I see it, I just have to look away and pretend it's not there. Then it goes back to where it lives and I'm okay again.
Oh, Moling.... tell Dan I can hear him chuckling.
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5 comments:
Give the spider a name and that might help with the phobia. I mean seriously, could you be afraid of anything named Merle or Glenn? Of course not. When you name something, you then have power over it.
Hmmm, that's an idea. Actually, we had a fat orange one on our porch a couple of years ago. We named it Fred and it was not as scary. It just freaks me out when it's IN THE HOUSE!
Spiders are one of the most common phobias, right up there with snakes. Not sure which one gets the # one spot.
You're in good company.
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Snakes don't bother me at all. In fact, when we are at Camp Norge, I have been known to pick up a little garter snake and show it to the kids. Most other creepy crawly things are fine, except crickets mildly freak me out.
I love freaking you out by making crawly feelings on your arm. Duuuude!
I should write something about my fear of fish...that's just freaking weird!
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