Woke up to a Huntsman on the ceiling

Apologies for all you spider lovers, and believers that all animals shouldn't be harmed. But I just HAD to.

I was fast asleep, dreaming about something so off the wall ::smirks:: when I decide to open my eyes. I must be reading too much Harry Potter at the moment, b/c that's what my dream was about. And it had Britney Spears in it as well. WEIRD combination I must say. Back to my morning...

My partner says "hun."

I groggingly (okay so that may not be a word, but so what) say "what?"

She says "look up there, in the corner."

I knew straight away what it was, and yes, I was correct. A huge huntsman spider was in the corner, staring down at us. I knew instantly that I was going to have to kill it.

My partner HATES spiders with a passion and is freaked out by them in the easiest way possible. But these huntsman (do a search on them if ya want) spiders, they're big, but sort of harmless. They just look big, and quite intimidating.

I closed my eyes and said "aww, don't worry about it."

I laid there with my eyes closed for about a minute when I realized I was going to have to get up. So I went into the kitchen, grabbed the spider spray underneath the sink, grabbed a broom from the utility room and ventured back into the bedroom.

I said "now, you're going to have to help me, I can't do this on my own."

She says "what do you want me to do?"

I said "come over to my side of the bed."

She wouldn't go back into the bedroom, and she started whinging.

I raised my voice and said "I'm not going to do this, if you don't help me."

She started getting all flustered and I said "fine, I'm not going to do it." And I put the can of spray down and the broom.

She went into the lounge, I went back to bed. I wasn't going to be bothered, if the spider went away, then great. One less thing I'd have to worry about.

A few minutes later she says "hun, it's moving."

I said "well, are you going to help me?"

She said "what do you want me to do?"

We then proceeded to walk to the bed, I had the broom stick in my hand, she had the can of spider spray. I covered the spider with the broom head, and she started spraying. Of course she wasn't getting even close to the spider. The spider started to crawl from out of the broom head.

I said "give me your shoe."

She gave it to me, I tried to kill the spider as it was crawling out of the broom head. I seemed to have missed, and the spider fell to the ground. I quickly grabbed the can of spray and sprayed it with my dear life. But the spider kept crawling slowly. I then smashed the spider with the shoe.

All is now well, as Mr Spider has seened the last of his days. This thing was massive. It's circumference was about the size of a small sand dollar. And they can even get bigger. Even though they're not harmful really, I didn't want to chance one crawling all over me in the middle of the night. I do imagine they crawl on the bed, but I'd rather not know about it. ::laughing lightly::