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Sep. 23rd, 2020 05:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
turpsI've been for my eye test today and it turns out the flashing I get in my eyes at times is an optical migraine, go figure. They don't happen often and go away within about 30 minutes so I can cope. The eye doctor was very taken with my description of seeing a disco snake and said he was going to use it in future, so there's my contribution to the eye medical world.
Other than that it hasn't stopped raining all day, so now I've got the candles going, the salt lamp on and the house is looking nice and cosy. Just right to tell my spider story, which I'll cut for those that don't like spiders.
So, two nights ago I woke in the middle of the night. James was watching TV in bed so it wasn't that dark, certainly light enough to see the huge spider that was on the wall literally an inch above my eye level as I was lying on my front at the time. It was easily three inches across when you took into account the legs and I wasn't amused to see it at all, but James blew it off the wall, so that was the end of that.
The next day, I was in the bath, was rinsing my hair, looked over the side of the bath, and there was the spider standing in the hall. Now, it was either the same huge spider, or it was another huge spider, I don't know which was worse. That time Pansy tried to bite it, and it scuttled in the bathroom, turned around, and ran into the spare room instead.
Last night I went to bed, looked up, and there was huge ass spider at the top of the wall. Now, I'm not scared of spiders but wasn't keen on the idea of it staying there, so James went for a glass and paper to capture it. I watched the huge spider, I suspect the huge spider was watching me, as it suddenly started to slowly come down the wall. Which, just, no. Looking at the bottom of the bed I found a plastic box, climbed up onto the bed, and trapped the stupid thing, and then had to stand there until James came back upstairs with some paper which I could slip under the box.
Spider and box held tightly, I realised I wouldn't be able to step off the bed without using a hand for balance, so passed the spider and box to James, who dropped it and the spider scuttled over the bed. Only to be trapped again seconds later, and another second later was encouraged out of the window.
Hopefully, it doesn't come back tonight, because if so I may have to burn down the house.
Bake Off was back last night and it was just what I needed to watch. I'm so glad they decided to bubble all the contestants, crew and presenters as it meant they didn't have to be socially distant so things inside the tent seemed gentle, feel-good and normal, or as gentle, feel-good and normal as collapsing cakes and bad bakes can be.
I also watched the first episode of 911 Lonestar, and yep, it's a keeper. Plus, new Ghosts which continues to make me smile.
Other than that it hasn't stopped raining all day, so now I've got the candles going, the salt lamp on and the house is looking nice and cosy. Just right to tell my spider story, which I'll cut for those that don't like spiders.
So, two nights ago I woke in the middle of the night. James was watching TV in bed so it wasn't that dark, certainly light enough to see the huge spider that was on the wall literally an inch above my eye level as I was lying on my front at the time. It was easily three inches across when you took into account the legs and I wasn't amused to see it at all, but James blew it off the wall, so that was the end of that.
The next day, I was in the bath, was rinsing my hair, looked over the side of the bath, and there was the spider standing in the hall. Now, it was either the same huge spider, or it was another huge spider, I don't know which was worse. That time Pansy tried to bite it, and it scuttled in the bathroom, turned around, and ran into the spare room instead.
Last night I went to bed, looked up, and there was huge ass spider at the top of the wall. Now, I'm not scared of spiders but wasn't keen on the idea of it staying there, so James went for a glass and paper to capture it. I watched the huge spider, I suspect the huge spider was watching me, as it suddenly started to slowly come down the wall. Which, just, no. Looking at the bottom of the bed I found a plastic box, climbed up onto the bed, and trapped the stupid thing, and then had to stand there until James came back upstairs with some paper which I could slip under the box.
Spider and box held tightly, I realised I wouldn't be able to step off the bed without using a hand for balance, so passed the spider and box to James, who dropped it and the spider scuttled over the bed. Only to be trapped again seconds later, and another second later was encouraged out of the window.
Hopefully, it doesn't come back tonight, because if so I may have to burn down the house.
Bake Off was back last night and it was just what I needed to watch. I'm so glad they decided to bubble all the contestants, crew and presenters as it meant they didn't have to be socially distant so things inside the tent seemed gentle, feel-good and normal, or as gentle, feel-good and normal as collapsing cakes and bad bakes can be.
I also watched the first episode of 911 Lonestar, and yep, it's a keeper. Plus, new Ghosts which continues to make me smile.
