The Death Bush continues to haunt me even from its grave.
The night following the removal of said death bush was disturbed by night terrors as I lept up trying to stop the shadow spiders from crawling back into the light on our ceiling. It ended up with me curled up in bed, lights on for an hour as I shook in fear.
The next day as I took a break from shovelling stones, I felt an itch on my arm only to see a small spider bite me. Cue swelling.
That evening as we sat on the porch I again felt tingling movement. Look down to see multiple little spiders climbing me.
Monday morning dawns and I settle my little one down to feed and look up...to see 2 spiders on my bedroom ceiling hanging out. This is super unusual as in the entire 3 years we've owned this place I've only seen one spider in our bedroom.
Monday night crawl into bed finally at 2:30am only look down and see a house centipied take off across my bedroom floor (again unusual as most bugs dont make it to the upper level). Spent the next 20 minutes chasing this critter across my room before it accidentally fell down the vent.
Tuesday comes around and nothing happens. I breathed a sigh of relief thinking it was over.
Wrong.😡
Wednesday morning I kill a jumping spider on my wall, wednesday afternoon I take out a slightly bigger one in our bathroom, later afternoon I kill one on our window and another in our bathroom.
Then my husband tells me he saved my life today. That during his lunch time he killed 3 large spiders all hanging out in our kitchen.
Evidently I've angered the spider gods. 😭
