Husband refuses to remove spider.

Well, I did think of beds but the thought of bugs even considering going near my bed is just so horrifying that I can’t live in a world where it happens. Therefore, I don’t. I said, I don’t! LALALALALA fingers in ears I can’t hear you; bugs know not to go near beds, it just won’t happen, won’t!

True story–was talking about bug stories with a friend and he mentioned finding one in his bed one time. A roach. I actually got a little weak in the knees out of fear and he had to promise that it was months and months ago before I would go into his apartment at all.

So you’re mad at your husband for not wanting to fully wake up, go into the bathroom, and get rid of an already dead spider corpse?

Quit being such a baby! He’s absolutely right- it’s not going anywhere and he can deal with it in the morning.

It wasn’t dead! It was still alive! And god knows where it is now.

Probably in your underwear drawer.

I understand completely, I’m that way about mice. I could not have slept in the house if I knew a mouse was there. My KIDS (now grown) know this and have removed rodents from the house.
The cats bring them in, sometimes, in varying stages of life. THEY don’t get the “Food Goddess” hates rodents issue!

VERY inconsiderate, at the very least, since he obviously knows how much spiders upset you…

Well, if you’ve watched any nature shows, you know that there are two kinds of birds, right? One where the male does all sorts of things to impress the female. He builds elaborate nests, has elaborate plumes, fights off rivals, the works.
And then there’s other species of birds where the male is just as dull colored brown as the female. Courtship consists of the male or female (it could be anyone of the two) hopping up the other bird, taking her out where each bird pays for him/herself, and asking: "Hey, how about it we marry?’ And the other bird (if you have subtitles) goes: “Mm…okay”.
Well, the second type of birds are Dutch.

Dutch guys and girls, on average, lack the whole romance/predatory gene. Courtship is blunt and to the point and equality between the sexes is supposed to exist to a far bigger degree then in other cultures. That also is true for sex. In another culture, a woman witholding sex fits an existing pattern that holds a implicit compliment to her guy that he is the red blooded male with needs, brave, and that she is a pure lilywhite damsel he has to slay dragons for in order to have sex.

Over here in Holland, sex is something you do it you both feel like it. It is not a power thing, on either side. For Dutch men, sex seems is far less charged with emotion, (other then closeness). It seems less charged for them. Less needed, actually.
A Dutch woman trying to make sex a challenge for her husband would not even be understood. Her husband would assume that she herself would indicate when she felt like sex again, and patiently wait while she comes 'round in her own time.

Dutch guys are what you get when you take feminism far, perhaps too far. On the other hand, women have less power here then they have in the states. It is a cultural diference betwen the USA and Holland, but one I have not yet fully understood.

As you can imagine, Valentine’s day never got big here.

ETA: I even fond a sociolocical study explaining it!

Here’s a better link to the same study.

Hmm- I’d remove a spider for future bangs.

Save the species. Remove a spider.

I always was easy.

Will bang for spiders- or such…

I don’t think my husband would have been able to sleep after that. No, not at all. I’m quite sure of it. He hates it when I start tossing and turning and whimpering and sighing and knee-jerking and elbowing and screaming from bad dreams about spiders. And that’s what would surely happen if he refused to get up and kill the monsters. Ya know?

Now THAT might have worked. :slight_smile: But at the time, I was too tired for that as well.

It’s just a spider. Unless it’s one of those few species that are actually dangerous, don’t expect people to drop everything to deal with the non-problem. It’s not cute, it’s annoying.

Not “people”. Husband. And he wasn’t asleep, he had gone to bed four minutes ago and was waiting for me to come to bed, too.

I take it you are not married?

What part of “phobias aren’t rational” aren’t you understanding?

Yeah…It’s a small, but annoying thing to get up and go remove the spider, but a huge thing for the person terrified of it.

Maastricht, my sympathies. I’m also terrified of spiders. Terr-i-freaking-fied. Yes, there’s no rational reason for it. Tell that to my reptilian brain that’s huddled over in the corner, freaking right the hell out.

However, I’m also equipped with a grade A, proper dragon-slaying husband. While he’s more of a live-and-let-live kinda guy (meaning he’d prefer to either leave it alone or put it outside), he’ll totally kill all my spiders. Because he knows that I’m scared of them.

He’s outstanding.

I just assumed that the “knight in shining armor” thing was universal among males. I enjoy (well not actually “enjoy”) killing spiders for my wife because it’s such a simple thing to do and she’s physically/mentally incapable of doing it. Something akin to gettin something off of the top shelf of the pantry since I’m a foot taller than my wife.

Spiders don’t bother me, fortunately. Snakes, on the other hand…(fortunately, you’re less likely to find a snake in the house. Because I wouldn’t be there – I’d be out there door, screaming in my nightgown)

My husband would get straight up *killed *if he tried to pull that.

I’m also afraid of spiders. I’ve had nightmares about spiders. I’ve sustained several minor injuries while frantically trying to evade spiders. Once I see one, I’m on edge all day. If the hair in my ponytail grazes my shoulder, I flip out and remain nervous for hours. Upon marrying me it was agreed that at any time I could call on the spouse for spider removal. I try not to abuse this right, but if I’m trapped in the shower, there may need to be a brief slumber interruption.