Oct 26, 2017

Sometimes there are spiders that I come across that I don’t especially feel like killing/moving (aka I’m being a sissy about and secretly waiting for the husband to remove them), so instead we strike a deal. 

The first was on our front porch in New York. It stood guard near our front door and we had an understanding that I’d leave it alone if it did the same to me. And bonus if it caught other bugs and stopped them from bothering us. We both faithfully kept up our end up the bargain until the husband actually cleaned the porch one time and swept up all the cobwebs. Oops. (But also yay.)

I now have similar deals with each of the tiny spiders camped out in what seems like every floor corner in our master bathroom, particularly the one near both the toilet and shower. No creeping on me and I leave them alone. Though I admit I’m troubled by the fact that our master bathroom alone is able to sustain so much life. Like, I don’t wanna go back on my word, but I also kinda want to put a pin in it before it evolves into its own ecosystem. 

But maybe don’t tell them that.