Last night, right after logging on to Twitter, Levi woke up with quite a howl. A bit of comforting later, and back to my desk I went only to find a large black spider lurking underneath. Normally, I would get a glass and a piece of paper and escort the eight legged critter out the back door. However, this one looked kinda funny--like a possible black widow. And she was also in a very bad spot for catching. So I smooshed her with the nearest shoe, and then.....what appeared to be hundreds of tiny black sugar ants appeared all over my floor. For a brief second I actually thought, "How strange. What are sugar ants doing scurrying all over my floor?" And then it hit me. Those aren't sugar ants. Those are about a kabillion baby spiders! That's when I let out a shriek and started dancing all over the place trying to make sure they weren't on me. Yeah, it was a pretty scene. Me freaking out and trying to scream as quietly as possible so as not to wake Levi. I grabbed the phone and dialed my parents house. My dad answered.
Me: "Can baby spiders live without their mommy? Please say, 'no.'" My dad: "I don't know. Why?" Me: "I just squished a spider, and babies went EVERYWHERE!!!" I could hear the smile in my dad's voice from there on out--even when he asked "Why am I on the phone with you?" To which I responded "For moral support." Although, I'm not sure what kind of moral support he could possibly give, considering he thinks this kind of situation is funny. When I asked him if he thought I'd have a spider infestation in my studio his response was a nonchalant, "Depends on what they find to eat. Maybe they'll come after you." Needless to say, I didn't go back to twittering. I went to bed (on the other side of the house) where I prayed the spiders wouldn't come and find me.
I'm blogging with my feet up in the chair, just in case. The idea of that many spiders wandering around my house is completely giving me the heeby jeebies. Do any of you know if a kabillion teeny tiny baby spiders can live without their mom? Please say, "No."
Oh, by the way, it was just a run of the mill garden spider. Found that out in the postmortem inspection.
That happened to my Mom about 20 years ago and I was there to witness it. It was disgusting and so scary to watch them explode on to everything. Still makes me shudder when I think about it. I have no idea if they can last long without their mother. Let's hope not. blah!
ReplyDeleteoh my GOODNESS> I would have been freaking out then torching the place (I am no help am I?)
ReplyDeleteOoh that creeped me out. I would have screamed loudly; good for you for keeping the volume down!
ReplyDeleteI don't normally scream when I see spiders...but this would definitely make me scream and climb up on highest place available....and well, stay there for a good long while!! And I surely hope they can't live without their mother too!
ReplyDeleteAll I can think about is Charlotte's Web and how Wilbur made sure that all of her babies were named and taken care of after she passed away. Maybe you should adopt the poor little orphans. :)
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