But a huntsman spider?
NOPE, NO WAY, NO HOW, NOT TODAY, NOT TOMORROW, NOT EVER.
Why, you ask? Because this:
This is a huntsman spider.
So, we clear now, yes?
Now I want you to imagine having this be one of the first images that greets you when you stumble, sleepy-eyed at 7:30am, from your bedroom to the kitchen with three young children padding along behind you.
Please tell me you are just like me, and rather than approach the situation with any smidgen of composure or decor, you instead yell, “HOLY CRAP!” and run into the kitchen.
And then please tell me that–just like me–you also do the following:
So… yeah. That was my morning.
Lesson? Girls aren’t scared of spiders. They’re American heroes. Except if you’re me. Then, you’re a big baby.