The fact that I can see a spider and now be like “okay Annabelle watch me I guess”

A spider appeared beside me on the closet door (appeared is only slightly dramatic here) and I was like ew a spider (for me I just don’t want them on me and what if they get on me). Anyway I was just like “Annabelle why are you feeding on my fear I don’t appreciate it” and the spider just. Walked away.

Well, it’s still there, just a few feet away on the other end of my closet, where I’m less afraid of it. Actually, now that I think about it, that’s kind of nice of it.

Update: It is. Gone. I cannot find it. Weird how the absence of a spider can be just as creepy as its presence.