A Much Needed Break

I've realized that I've got a bit of an addiction... to social networking. I spent way too much time on Facebook and blog hopping. I've become more concerned about what is going on with others, than with what is going on with myself. I am in no way discrediting those that blog or Facebook but it's interfering with my growth and so I think it's time to take a break and re-evaluate some things. So I'm not disappearing, just doing something different for a while (I will probably last a week or so). But I figure if I can give up sugar, flour and dairy for 2 months, I can give up Facebook and blogging for a week.

Independence- And I ain't talkin' BYU

As a lot of you know, Scott works a lot of long hours. He has to go up to SLC sometimes and will be gone for days at a time. I've learned that I can be a pretty independent person. There isn't much around the house I can't do for myself. (Although I still save some of those things for him when he gets home.) There is one thing that I just can't do for myself, and that involves big spiders. I have always been scared of spiders. But when I was 20, I had the most horrific experience with two spiders plus all their babies and it caused me such emotional distress that I had to have my mom sleep in my bed with me for a few days. Since then, when I see a big spider in my house, my head gets tingly and I start to hyperventilate. Is this something I need to overcome? Probably since our goal is to move to Missouri one day, the home of all big bugs. But I still have a major struggle with it.

So the other night, when I went to brush my teeth, I grabbed the toothpaste, which I keep in a cup with my nail scrub brush and I noticed that it was super dusty in there. I didn't think anything of it because our bathroom gets dusty very quickly. So I went about my business. So last night I went to get my toothpaste again and noticed that it was not dust in the cup but a huge spiderweb with a huge spider in there. I don't know how long it's been living there but I kinda freaked out. Scott was not home, so I had to figure out what I was going to do. There was no way I would be able to sleep if I knew it had access to me. So after the tingling in my head subsided and I took some deep breaths, I did this...
It took a lot of courage to even pick up the cup, but I flipped it over and for added security (who knows how freakishly strong it is) I put a bottle of hydrogen peroxide on top for weight. Luckily I'll see Scott tonight and I'll let him figure out how he is going to dispose of it from there. :)