My brush with death... okay, maybe not DEATH...

I went on a cleaning spree last night. Part of my cleaning spree included changing the sheets on our bed. I got the sheets down out of the closet and the pillowcases down from the top shelf, where we keep them in a basket, so they won't get lost. I made up the bed, turned back the sheets, and proceeded to climb in, but a friend called. Instead of climbing in and messing up my handiwork, I decided to lay at the foot of the bed, which I never do. I talked to Laura for almost an hour before I decided to read my book & go to sleep. We still have the windows open here, and there was this ridiculously annoying fly that kept flying around my head, in an attempt to get to the lamp on my nightstand. After like 15 minutes of trying to kill the stupid fly, I gave up. I leaned back in bed to read my book. I kept hearing this crinkling noise, like when an old pillow with that really old hard, noisy stuffing is messed with. Crinkle crinkle. Crinkle crinkle crinkle. Crinkle. I look over at AJ's side of the bed, and there was the largest spider I have EVER SEEN.

He was just crawling his way up the pillow. I proceed to squeeze out a "Ohhh. Myyyy. Goddd." which AJ knows means "Grab something. Big bug." AJ comes running, and makes me go into the bathroom so I don't have to watch. Of course, in the mean time the spider disappears... into our bed. We have to take the entire thing apart - go figure, we NEVER make the bed, until tonight. I'm pulling all the pillows out of the shams, while he's shaking out the sheets and out of nowhere, there it goes, crawling over the bed. I kid you not, this spider was about an inch and a half wide. Thank the good Lord, AJ killed him, and his legs went flying into like 10 different pieces, but he's now resting in the big spiderweb in the sky.

A couple of months ago, we found him in between the ceiling and the wall (where we haven't put up crown yet) and before we could kill him, he got away. I sprayed Raid up in there, but I guess it didn't kill him. The only thing I can think of is that he was living in the closet, so when I pulled the pillow cases out from the top, he ended up in the bed.

Try sleeping after THAT happens.