Spiders

This morning I went to the shower. Presumably to take a shower. The spider was there. It was dead. But it was there. It looked like it hadn't survived the midnight cat mauling. There were legs. They weren't attached to the spider anymore. Bravely I poured water on the spider, willing it to go down the drain. One by one the spider legs disappeared. But the spider body remained. Spinning slowly above the drain. Taunting me. So I did what any self-respecting woman that lives alone would do. I called my mom.