I actually like spiders, or used to.
At the very least, I have nothing against them. Witness the one humongous critter still living in my kitchen window that started as a small itsy thing in that same spot last summer. (Not pictured at right. It turns out that I don’t actually have a photo of a spider…..)
I’m not so sure now.
I spent part of yesterday throwing out crap from the basement, stuffing things back into boxes, putting boxes on shelves and so forth. It seems that I must have disturbed something down there because we were treated to a rerun of past experiences at 5:30 this morning.
The smoke detectors in question are hard-wired into the electrical, so pulling the battery until morning is out.
I may be needlessly blaming spiders. It could have been simple dust. It could have been baby earwigs, but I don’t want it to be so it isn’t.
Whatever it is, it’s getting sucked out. Today I’m beginning The Vacuum War downstairs.
Run, spiders. Run!