THE OTHER DAY, early in the morning, very early, I saw a spider curled up in the corner of my bathroom on the shower wall…

 

I decided not to bother Duane with him, nor would I attempt annihilation. I can do it, hate to, but I have told these spiders, “Don’t come in my house! Tell your friends!” Then, I kill them.

 

So later on in the day, not early, very early, I was going to get my bath (I haven’t taken a shower in years.) I happened to look if the spider was still there. He was…

 

Not going to put up with this, I’m thinking, “How can I get him down?”  I wasn’t going to wake up Duane. I was smart enough not to try to reach it at the top of the bathroom ceiling. So what did I do? I got in the tub! Brave right? Not in this case: I took my hand mirror and frequently looked to see if he was moving. Satan told me he was! Liar! Ha! Then after a time, I positioned the mirror on the floor; bending down just a little bit I was able to observe. Before that I simply picked the mirror up once in a while.

 

Next, I got out of the tub and didn’t want to see him tomorrow as well. Brain storm! (Actually, all my good ideas – and I have a lot – come from my Comforter, the Holy Spirit!) I removed the towel hanging inside the tub. Leaving the water in the tub, I now reached for my tall plastic cup which I use to rinse my hair. Can you figure this out, what I did now? I believe you can! Right! I filled the cup fully and aimed….

upwards!!

 

The first two throws were a wash! (Cute huh?) But I got him on the next. He only slipped down a little bit. Naturally I kept throwing water up until he was in the full tub of water! Good for me! Victory! And freedom from fear of a spider in my bath…

with me!!

 

Selah.

 

I was highly delighted: I never saw him move. He was already dead. I do hate to kill anything; but I am totally willing when necessary.

 

Selah.

 

Next time (if there is, and there probably will be) I’ll already have my planned attack to have a spider-free bathroom.