I've had it with the large spiders that are taking my bathroom hostage. I don't consider myself one of those wimpy, whiney, girly-girls, but I just can't help the very girly (yet unearthly) screech that comes out of my mouth every time I find a big, ugly spider in my bathroom.

Yesterday was no exception. The spider in my bathroom sink was enormous. I ran to get my trusty bottle of Raid only to spray about half of the can on this spider before it finally started to weaken (what...are they immune these days?). Not the smartest idea I've had...as I realized I was also spraying Raid on my toothbrush, toothpaste, and hairbrush. AND the spider was too big to wash down the drain and now it's stuck in my sink and I have no idea how I'm going to get it out.

Yeah...fine...I'm a wimp. You should've seen me the last time I went camping and had a tick on my scalp. Bleayuch (...still shuddering...).