Oh, snap.
Give me a moment to collect my heart from the floor and stuff it back in my chest.
Okay. Okay. Now that I’m composed, let me tell you a little story. It was Monday night. The weather here in North Carolina is a wee bit confused and we’d had close to 80 degree weather that day that then dropped to about 50 that night. Because of that, my house was a sauna.
Since it was growing chilly outside and because I REFUSE to turn the AC on in November, I had the window open to bring the temp down just a bit in the house.
Well, it worked. So I wrapped a blanket that I’d just pulled from the dryer around myself and proceeded to stalk the internet.
And then I moved my arm up to reach something…and I swear to you THE BIGGEST SPIDER I’VE EVER SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE was attached to the blanket.
Y’all. If only you’d been a fly on the wall. You would have seen MOVES you didn’t even know i could pull off.
And once I calmed down just a bit, there was the issue of taking care of said spider.
So I collected all of my cojones and approached the blanket on the floor like something might jump out and bite me.
And I started poking at it, moving it around from a distance with my foot until I could spot the spider again.
And then…there it was.
A ball of my hair.
It’s officially time for a haircut.
