Running Away...

I'm thinking of running away from home.

 

 A) because no one seems to be reading my blog...

 B) BECAUSE THERE ARE SPIDERS EVERYWHERE IN MY 'HOME'

A home should not have spiders like my home does.  I have had three instances or run-ins with these giant monsters!  First in the bathroom. Sorry, awkward story here.  I was you know, going to the bathroom, and out of the corner of my eye I see some giant creature creeping along the baseboard.  I shrieked at the top of my lungs, Mom and Lisa said I screamed bloody murder.  My mom comes in the bathroom, and there I am just standing in my underwear my breeches at ankles, paralyzed frozen of what was before me.  My mom killed it thank goodness.  Now, every time I go in that bathroom I do a security sweep as if I was the Secret Service.  

Instance number two.  Yesterday morning I was in the laundry room, and I was getting my workout shoes to go on to the elliptical.  No, that's no the shocking part of the story, this is the shocking part.  Directly above my shoes on the wall lay the evil twin of the first little devil I saw.  He could have been in my shoe!  Heck, he probably slept in there and crawled out in the morning.  Ugh, I could have found him in the shoe.  Again, I freaked and mom killed him, what else is new?  

Instance number three. This one is not as good....I was in he kitchen talking to my mom and again I saw something moving swiftly across the kitchen floor.  This spider knew my mom was coming, I think he knew he was about to get SMASHED!  He was moving so fast, lightning fast.  So, of course, I scream and my mom kills him.  Same old, same old.  

So long story short, I can't handle it.  It's unfortunate the Jardines have returned to Wyoming or else I would probably bunk with them.  And, my paycheck isn't big enough for an exterminator.  All I know is once I see one in my room, I will freak.