Not only was the it the biggest, but I almost walked face first into it. I am positive it had every intention of jumping on my face and sucking the life right out of me. Or worse…it wanted to get in my mouth and eat me from the inside out.
Let me set the scene for you. It was at night, not sure of the time, but it was dark. I was at my mother in laws house many years ago, pre-Dino, and we were leaving her condo. As I walked happily in front of my husband, our cousins behind him, we headed towards the stairs.
Now these were concrete stairs with black metal railings on both sides and tall bushes behind the railings – the perfect hiding spot for an evil, human-killing spider.
I started down the stairs at a fast pace, and thank God I looked up and was face to face with the largest spider I have every seen. It was in a HUMONGOUS web that connected to both the bushes and railings…it had to be the size of my face, legs included in that measurement. I don’t know how, but I stopped moving forward without falling on my butt and jumped back. By doing this I knocked my husband and cousins back. They ran forward thinking there was an evil lurker, dangerous animal, or serial killer.
My husband, in all his usual all fears except mine are silly, waved me off. My cousin agreed that it was a big spider and we walked down the ramp to get to our cars. What did my husband do? I’m not sure. Did he kill the spider? I DOUBT IT. Did he put it back in the bushes? DOUBT IT. He probably admired it and moved on…leaving the murderous spider to catch another victim and drag it into the bushes.
I have a horrific fear of spider, I think a spider may have landed on my face as a child. To make matters worse, I am always looking to see if spiders are crawling on me or swear I see spiders lurking on the walls waiting to eat me alive. Once my hubby tried to kill a spider on the ceiling, even though he hates to kill them. Whether it was dead or alive, I truly believe alive, it came flying towards me and I almost died. Another time a spider jumped on my cheek as I drove my son home from school. I had the windows open and it came right in. I swear it’s an order of death from that spider many years ago…one day he will find me and get me. *shivers*
This is another reason why I HATE summer, in the brittle cold there are no spiders around me.