posted on Oct, 2 2011 @ 01:13 AM
reply to post by Amadeo
I have the most horrendous luck for an arachnophobe. I do not understand what cosmic forces I may have p*ssed off in my lifetime, but compared to my
husband who is not afraid of spiders, I have had more close and horrible and freaky encounters with spiders than anyone I know, despite my making it a
point to avoid the beastly things. I have even had a brown recluse bite. They are not native to this area but beware, books and toys are not the only
things that come in from eBay and Amazon, as I discovered the hard way!
I've been relatively lucky to not have too many spiders get into this house. But the house I grew up in was sorry to say, a bit of a dump. We were
not very well off. Though my mom kept a clean house, it was not the most tightly constructed of houses so the place was repeatedly infested with
spiders, millipedes, ants, and even copperhead snakes and rat snakes thanks to openings in the cellar. That's how I'd end up with spelunking
spiders. I guess they were a blessing in disguise, because the few times we got roaches, they didn't last very long. I think the spiders and snakes
drove them off.