Three Days in a ROW???

So I realise that the last post was not short, as I said it would be! Sorry! Today has been the third day of attack of the giant jumping arachnids. Only this time it almost ran over my foot. I have come to the conclusion that maybe I'm supposed to get over my childhood fear of spiders, which I blame on my brother (thanks Benny). I have also decided that everything has to do with a frame of reference. For example. In the States, I would have called someone in to kill a spider any bigger than an inch. Here, I kill spiders bigger than that all the time, however, the only reason I can do that is because compared to the giant spiders that I've been exposed to of late, those inch big spiders seem microscopic! Maybe by the time I get to the states I'll be a professional spider slayer, or perhaps I just won't be afraid of the normal sized American ones anymore!