Over the weekend, somehow a million horseflies showed up inside my house. I’m guessing one son of a bitch decided to lays it eggs in my house so they were all hanging out in my bathroom. On Monday I killed at least 20 and then Tuesday killed another 15. This was not easy for me, as I already don’t like them and they were flying at my head. So after being extremely stressed out about this lovely surprise, I lay down in my bed to relax only to spot a giant spider just outside my bedroom. I could feel my face go white. I was trapped in my bedroom so I had to knock on my window to catch my neighbor’s attention. She came over and easily killed it with her shoe, the spider didn’t even move once while it was in my view. Immediately after she left, I just started sobbing like an idiot. You know when you have this frightening experience and right after its over you cry uncontrollably to relieve the shock… that was me. So of course I didn’t get much sleep, causing me to be extremely on edge yesterday. Didn’t find any giant bugs, just a fly or two, and I also got to talk to Laura on the phone (finally) so I was able to get great sleep last night.

 Unfortunately, whenever I return home from work I skittishly check for spiders. Today I found another big one. The last one was big black and fat; this one was all treacherous with long legs. Needless to say, after my neighbor came and killed this one I cried uncontrollably. Now I walk through my house shaking as I’m clinching bug spray. This really sucks. My house should be my happy place, but not I hate coming home in fear of what I will find next. I have gotten over the little spiders, but judging my recent reactions to large ones, I don’t think I will get used to it. But I don’t know what to do. I’m hoping that once the ones that have been living here are all killed, no more new ones will come. That how it works right? I would rather that they leave before I have to get used to them.

 For now I must hold back the tears, for they hinder my spider detecting.