They're gone!
I evicted them. Well not so much evicted, but, with the help of my vacuum cleaner, dismantled their homes. So now because they literally have no homes to go to, they are gone somewhere else.
My house is now a spider free zone.
While I was busy with the vacuum cleaner, it got me thinking that I should do some research and see if I could come up with a reason as to why I don't like spiders or am 'afraid' of them. Any excuse to get out of housework!
It's hard to do research on this topic, as every article has one, or several, pictures of the creatures included in it. And none of them are pretty! Anyway, I persevered and managed to get through a few articles by quickly scrolling past the photos. (Shudder)
Firstly, I discovered, that I have inherited it, my fear/dislike, from one of my parents. So thanks Mam, it must have been you. It can't have been Dad, because I remember when we were small children he used to pick them up and pretend to eat them so we wouldn't be afraid. (Well at least I think he pretended!). And speaking of children, apparently, according to one study, some children are more afraid of spiders than they are of being kidnapped! Jeez, what were their parents telling them? And in more worrying research, one Professor concluded that females are 'genetically predisposed' to fearing potentially dangerous animals, and are four times more likely to have a phobia for spiders than males. (Oh wait, I just re-read that last sentence. It should say that females are more likely to have a phobia for spiders than males are. I didn't mean that females have a phobia for males. Or did I....) So basically, I had no chance from the start.
Secondly, he (the Professor) suggested that we deal with our fears by trying to sympathize with the spiders getting to know them and understanding them better. Hmm.... Does that mean the next time I see a spider in my house that I have to take out a bottle of wine and sit down and have a chat with it?
He also discussed the fact that we need to train the next generation not to be afraid of spiders. Well too late for the next generation in this house! The 6'2" (male) that I produced has inherited my dislike/fear of the creepy crawlies, and is right there behind me when I am wielding the vacuum cleaner behind the curtains or underneath the kitchen cupboards.
Lastly, the Professor concurred that the best way to appreciate spiders, is to eat them!
Here concludes my research. I gave up after that! Although I think Rusty (and my Dad!) must have read his research, as he is quite happy to sample the delights of my dusty corners.
But, I don't have to worry about spiders being in my house anymore, they are gone.
Now, if I could just find a way to get rid of the big fat slugs that are taking over my garden? Stir fry anyone...?
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