Not in my Face

So, for those of you that know me-you know I have a very *un*healthy fear of spiders, no?

This morning, as I was drying my mouth after brushing my teeth-a large spider came out of the inside of the towel & was eye balls to eye balls with me.  I literally could see all of his....staring creepily back at me & read his mind...."oh shit, this bitch gonna kill me" cause he quickly tried to hid his large scary ass back inside the towel.

With my goose bumped arms, I grabbed the first shoe I could find-work flats & banged around on the towel (rather hard mind you) until that beast came out to surrender.  I didn't accept his apology or surrender & I kept swatting at him until all his legs were off and there wasn't anything left of him but a small squished spot on the counter.

Billy, of course slept through the entire ordeal.  Go figure!