I had family stay over Sunday night. While sitting on the couch, my sister noticed a spider on my window frame.
I told her to ignore it, and we went back to watching some Louis CK bits on Youtube,
Flash forward to last evening. I saw that same type of spider crawling up my bedroom wall: large and not quite a light brown, maybe more an off yellowish-gray. Huh.
Then a little while later I see the same type of spider in my bathroom.
Now the weird part: this morning, I stumble out of bed and go to get some water from the fridge. I felt something on my upper arm, so I instinctively swatted it, got my drink, turned on the coffee maker and crawled back into to bed to surf the net a bit.
A while later when I went to get coffee, I noticed the same damn type of spider on the floor by the fridge, but dead. My best guess is that I had swatted it off my arm and it landed there on the floor.
If I don’t post here again, then assume that I’ve been devoured in the night by spiders. shudder
Last night was the first I’ve seen a spider since posting this. I was taking a shower and noticed one on the bathroom ceiling. I decided to leave it be.
Then, an hour later, I see one in my kitchen right above where I keep my plastic bags. It had to go.
Then I saw another near my dryer, again let it go.
Oh God, now this morning. I’m in the bathroom and go to wash my hands. When I grab the soap bar, another damn spider runs from the soap dish to the faucet!
Gah!
A minute later, I went to put my mop away and got a spider web across my face as I reach down to place the bucket!
Now about to shower, and there’s that spider from last night, above the door on the ceiling.
My vote would be to kill them, then exterminate your house.
Spiders, contrary to popular belief, bite. A few years ago, after bringing in the houseplants which had been outside all summer, I had an infestation of spiders. Found them everywhere–including in my bed, under my covers. They selected my feet to attack and bite and I spent many MONTHS and much money on doctor visits, antibiodics and other meds healing from their bites.
I bought some common bug bombs (the kind you set off in the middle of the room, then leave for several hours), and it seemed to take care of the problem.
I’ve heard some say that if the spiders don’t have anything to eat, they’ll just go away. This is bullshit. They’ll start biting (eating) you. Kill them and get them out of your house.
I don’t think that is contrary to popular belief. I think everybody knows that many kinds of spiders will bite. I got bitten by one earlier this year, twice.
I just found 2 more in the other room. I have really tall ceilings, so I had to throw a paper towel roll at the one on the ceiling. I hit it, then it just calmly lowered itself on a web, and I think it might’ve been giving me the finger as it did. Well, I squashed it.
The hell with my Thanksgiving dinner, I’m going spider hunting!
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What the ever loving…huh!? A decent scientific study means the 130 wounds were somehow guaranteed to be bites from positively identified spidermonsters. Any self-respecting scientist performing such a study would not be able to take the word of some layman who presented with a pair of holes and a sworn affidavit stating that he is pretty darned sure he was bitten by this particular…no. You can only do a scientific study like this by delivering bites, from a known and pre-identified spidermonster, to a volunteer. Furthermore, you’d have to have kept the spidermonster in a controlled environment to ensure it wasn’t also delivering a 2ndary infection from something already on its dirt-dragging fangs or on the subject’s work-a-day skin.
So…what then? Someone had a few dozen of these bastards in jars, shook the jar to piss off the spider and then unleashed it onto someone who had been prepped with iodine and/or an alcohol swab? There is a movie in this, or a documentary narrated by Vincent Price.
That’s the spider that bit me, as I mentioned upthread. Once on each foot. One of the bites blistered so bad I scratched at it a lot, causing a scar that’s still there 9 months later. I can understand where the myth comes from.