But that means there is no one here to tell me that a spider is not on me.
We all have had that unfortunate experience of walking into a spider web. We do a frantic arm sweeping dance as we try to get the sticky stands off of ourselves. If we are lucky enough to be with someone, we quickly ask them to look us over, check us for a spider lurking on our clothes, or worse, our hair....
But living alone means I'm doing the frantic dance with no audience except for the dogs, who just danced around too. Apparently it's an inspiring dance move. I double check myself, brushing off my arms and shoulders and hair....and for the next hour....or to be honest the next few days.....every breeze that tickles past makes me think I have a spider on me.
I know, I know! I don't. I have showered and changed clothes many times. Four days after a web encounter, that did not even have a confirmed spider inhabiting it, I think I can safely declare myself spider free.
I know all that.....but when a stray wisp of hair brushes my neck.....Spider!! I have cut back on frantic dancing, and barely even whimper.....Maybe tomorrow will be the day I feel completely spider free.
One can only hope!