As I sit here, I am watching a little baby spider explore my monitor. He alternates between hanging on a web to just walking around. I don’t have the heart to do anything about him; he’s *almost* cute since he is so tiny. So there he hangs. I don’t know what it is about this corner in our loft where my computer sits, but I see baby spiders here often.
Adrianna would tell me that I need to “wipe the spider.” I think she gets this phrase from seeing Greg grab a wad of toilet paper and doing what appears to be wiping the wall when he in reality is squashing them and then removing them.
Oh, and now he is right about where my cursor is as I am typing this. As if he is reading this post. Run little spider, run!