Now this is sillly.
I’m a grown woman. Not at all a helpless female. Like Afghani, I can change a tire, spark plugs, use a drill and a router while wearing high heels (my father taught me well too), and I’m afraid to go to bed because of a critter-like spider.
Time for cookies, I’m going to have a show down with this thing if it means I’m up all night.
Remember that wasp battle I had a few months back? Yeah. Well, I didn’t even open my closet doors for four days. I assured myself that I had at least injured the winged beast with the spray and felt that after 4 days, there would be no way he could still be flapping those wings and swiveling that stinger.
I prefer my insect adversaries to be on the ground. At least I have a chance then… but airborne, winged monsters? Totally an unfair playing field.
Have you tried vacuuming the area? Yipes, I hope you get the critter before bedtime.
