I Thought We Had A Deal

(To my friends T and J, don't bother to read this post, it is about a spider.)

I was getting ready to go out with my oldest today, and because of a phone call I was running late. I went into the bathroom to put on my makeup and there on the vinyl floor was a huge spider. I looked around and there was nothing to kill it with. I was on the carpeted part of the bathroom. I told Mr. Spider that if it would stay on the vinyl, I would stay on the carpet, and everything would be fine. I also told him he could live if he was gone when I came home.

Well, Mr. Spider did not keep his part of the deal. I came back and there he was right on the wall by the commode. I told him that I was sorry but he would have to take a trip down into the septic tank. I caught him and just as I started to shake him into the commode, he jumped and went behind the paneling.

Maybe he was testing me, maybe he is a thrill junkie, I do not know. I do know that a fly swatter is going into the bathroom and there will be no more deals.