I’m a purse girl, meaning everywhere I go, I bring one. I’m one of those Moms when you need something, I have it in my purse. I have one purse, a big one, and I only purchase a new one ever ten years or so.
So this morning, I’m a few minutes late out the door. I wake up my husband and say goodbye. I grab my phone and pick up my purse. I have a slot for everything. Just when I was ready to shove my phone into my purse, guess what I found?
A huge, harry, long-legged freaky thing.
AND IT CRAWLED IN MY PURSE!!
I might have screamed.
My husband most assuredly laughed. At least he asked me why first.
So what’s a girl to do? I grabbed my wallet out of my purse and went to work. Yes, the purse stayed home. And yes, my husband laughed some more. But let me ask you this: What if I brought it and the spider crawled into the car while I was driving? I would be watching the purse more than the road!
I know that critter is in there either curled up dead so I’m going to have to dig that thing out or it’s making babies. I’ll have thousand of spiders crawling out of my purse. Ugh!
I’m not afraid of spiders per se, but I don’t like to know about one and not see it. You never know when one of those suckers will pop out at you.
Now I’m wondering if maybe I didn’t see one this morning. I only saw it at the corner of my eye, so it might not have really been there, right? RIGHT?
Hubby, you might as well laugh it up now, because guess who’s cleaning the damned purse out tonight.
*Note: I was going to post a picture of a dead spider for you all, but after the first few searches on spiders, I couldn’t do it anymore. Way too creeped out. I know there is one lurking over my shoulder somewhere. I can feel its beady little eyes on me. *shiver*