I was in my bathroom last night and happened to look at the wall.
There was a teeny tiny spider. Not much bigger than a finger nail.
Then I look at the wall a bit closer. It has 5 brothers or sisters.
I immediately call M in to have a look at our little spider problem
He squished them and disposed.
Today I was in the bathroom again and saw that 10 more brothers and sisters were enjoying some hang time on our bathroom wall.
I freaked. I hate spiders and the number of them got a bit unnerving.
M went and squished a few more and then went back to his computer game.
I was not prepared to do this ie relax. I jumped into my car and drove to Bunnings to pick up bug killing devices/chemicals.
When I returned M was in the same spot as I had left him and I went into the bathroom. It was if they knew we were killing their siblings. There were about 100 of them. Everywhere. Mostly around the toilet. I squealed and sprayed.
We created a spider graveyard. One was even hanging from a thread from the ceiling.
The Baygon is sitting dutifully in the bathroom waiting for another attack.
It has also taken me a while to stop 'feeling' creepy things crawling on me when something brushes my skin.