Okay Ladies and Gents….we all have our own weaknesses and fears, right? I have a tremendous fear of spiders and I am recovering from a near death experience I had this evening. I saw a spider…then… I saw another one…………………. My heart immediately relocated to my tongue and has remained there for the past hour. I have itched my head, shook out my hair, scratched my back and pretty much stripped off every stitch of clothing just to make sure there was nothing on me that shouldn’t be on me. They were too close for comfort. I spotted the first one in the dark. I think I was gifted with x-ray spider vision because I can detect those buggers even when I can’t see my own hand held in front of my face. It was dark and misty outside and I was taking one of my son’s friends home after playing all day. The first spider was spotted in the dark dangling from a quickly made web hanging from my Ford Explorer running board. I got freaky and could feel my heart start to race. (This is so unhealthy, I realize this, but I have arachnophobia and I am pathetic.) So I tried scaring it away like I would do to a stray dog. I stomped my feet and yelled at it in hopes that it would cower away. Of course it didn’t so I grabbed a stick until I was able to free it from my vehicle and then tossed the stick in the yard. I was okay. My heart was still racing but it slowed down a tad. I felt overly confident for a moment until the fear set back in because I have this theory that seems to always be true. If you see one there’s more……. So I sat there for a minute, flicked the overhead light on and really examined the situation before backing out of my driveway. Things seemed still… with my son and his friend in the backseat I carefully backed out. I felt pretty good that maybe this time it was just the one…. which would prove my theory was a fluke….until I set the car in motion. I made it to the corner…just two houses away when I spotted one lone raindrop running up my windshield while all the rest went down. I knew immediately what the problem was ..but there was a car behind me and I was moving down the road. Without even thinking, I swerved over to the side and bailed. Good thing I remembered to put my car in park before exiting my car. Meanwhile, I hear myself panting and my son telling his friend. “Oh it’s okay. My mom saw a spider and she’s scared to death of them.” They continued playing with their Nintendo DS’ while I stood outside the vehicle hyperventilating. I grabbed a book that was sitting on the passenger seat and started beating the spider. Unfortunately for me, the darn thing fell to the floor of the driver’s side. Okay, so most of you who have spider phobias would probably assume the thing was dead and get in and continue on your travels right? Nope, not me. My gut told me that thing was still alive and looking for me so I kept watch as cars passed by and the kids sat there laughing hysterically at me. About five minutes into my spider vehicle scan I started rolling my pant legs up. There was no way on Earth I was going to let a spider crawl up my pant leg so I figured it would be best to roll them up… (can you tell I have no sense of logic when a spider is in my presence?)right at that moment I spotted movement on the door frame. I popped my Croc off my foot and started beating and smashing the spot that was moving. Uh-huh….told ya that thing was still alive! My son is busy chasing Pokemon on his DS but his friend just sat there staring in amazement because not only am I his friend’s mother BUT his Cub Scout leader to boot. I’m supposed to be a fearless leader but this fearless leader has a severe weakness and I totally showed my vulnerability at that moment that I know for certain he will NEVER EVER forget or keep quiet. So I forced myself to act like a big girl and with pant legs rolled up to my knees and my body slouched as far down in my seat I hightailed it back home – I was only a block away. I again, bailed and got my husband. Thank God for my husband that he is such a patient and understanding, kind and loving man because he rolled his eyes and told me ” Kim, you REALLY need to get over this fear.” Yeah, duhhhh don’t you think I know that?? It’s kind of hard to break a fear that you’ve had since childhood though! So laughing and rolling his eyes he went out and drove our little friend home. Of course our little friend made sure to tell my husband that he couldn’t wait to tell his mom. The sad part of this confession is that there are a few other stories quite similar to this one (okay, MUCH better) but if I were to share those stories you really would think I was a nut job! *grin*
I’m declaring it “National Phobia Confession Night” here on OJS. Please share your phobia stories with me. Make me feel as though my crazy behavior isn’t that abnormal even though it probably is! *sigh* I’m a lost cause, aren’t I?! Go ahead…tease me….make fun of me….I know I deserve it and get it from my husband and boys all the time. Thank goodness my phobia hasn’t been passed on to my kids! They are so used to rescuing “the damsel in distress” that it doesn’t phase them.
And now back to our regular program….CRAFTS. (*insert grin here*) I’ve been busy this week but did find time to squeeze in several projects that I will be sharing with you soon! I’m still taking photos and writing posts….I’ve got some great canning recipes….kids crafts for Halloween that are perfect for your kiddos, scouts and parties, along with a few other goodies!
Get those Spooky September Challenges going! I want to see more! *grin*
xKim
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I totally understand! I found my first Texas sized one last week and it freaked my out!