Okay so if you’ve been natural for any period of time now I am sure you can identify with the following scenario:
While hanging around your home, most likely the bathroom, you glance down and double-take at what appears to be a spider. You originally freak-out then upon closer inspection you realize it was only a clump of coiled hair. False alarm.
Well tonight after taking my dog out for short walk, I was preparing to hop in the shower when i caught a random hanging curl in my peripheral view. I’ll admit the thought of it possibly being a bug made me jump a little. I walked to the mirror to remove said random hair to discover it WAS AN ACTUAL SPIDER!!! I grabbed the web dropped it on the floor and proceeded to beat it to death with a wedge-heel sandal. EWWWWWWWWWW.
I really hate spiders. Well bugs in general really. While I take on most of life’s challenges head on with enough grit to make Teddy Roosevelt proud, bugs are another matter. My dislike for spiders is compounded by the fact that I grew up in California where black widow spiders are present and was taught to burn them, their egg sacks and webs on sight. But being an 80’s baby I also watched the movie Arachnophobia as a child and that movie still gives me the creeps.
After the spider was thoroughly smashed, I insisted on searching every square centimeter of my hair to ensure it was bug free (it was). I found a bump on my scalp and compared it to pictures of spider bites on google images (yeah I’m a little obsessive), but I’m pretty sure it was just a pimple. Below is a picture of the monstrous, 8-legged offender that prompted this post. So has this ever happened to you? Have you ever had the spider fake-out or worse yet and actual spider?