A is for Arachnophobia

I can't even begin to remember when I became afraid of spiders.

I am pretty sure none of us were born that way...it's a "thing" which we acquire on the road, I guess.

But I can tell you that I will not be posting any pictures of the scary creatures on this post.

Although I am brave enough to put a picture of a web up.

As a child, I remember lying in bed, seeing a spider... more than likely it was a tiny thing, but in my memory it was a giant, child eating, blood sucking Monster Of The Night.

I'd scream bloody murder.

And my Dad would come running.  Because he was always the Spider Remover.

It was only when I became an adult that I found out that many times, when he had supposedly removed the ugly spider from my room, wrapped in paper... well, he lied a lot of the time, it would seem!  :)  If he couldn't find it, he'd pretend to have it safely out of my room, just so that I would shut up and go to sleep.

Guess that's the desperation of a tired parent!  :)

If it's at all possible, I will still get someone else to remove any Scary Spiders from my vicinity.  The fella at work has "rescued" me in the past week.  Which caused much amusement.

However, I also know that I can cope these days.  As long as I have shoes on, or a lot of paper...or whatever in my hand, I can now protect myself from the threat of eight legged intruders!  

D'ya know what's *really* silly about this though?  I love Charlotte's Web!  

:)x