Let me paint you a little picture. It’s 6:00AM, Monday morning, the week of Halloween. There’s a slight chill outside, as if Halloween is just setting in. Fog can be seen maneuvering it’s way around your front yard. Your alarm goes off, you struggle to get out of bed. After all, it is Monday morning. You make your way to the end of the bed where you have your work outfit already laid out, and attempt to get dressed in the dark. Your husband is sleeping quietly in bed, and you wouldn’t want to wake him from his peaceful slumber, so you keep the lights off. When that proves to be a challenge, you take whats left of your outfit into the bathroom where you close the door and turn on the light. And then it happens.
You sit down to use the amenities in the bathroom, while simultaneously picking up your shirt. You almost have your arms inside, when BAM! A big black spider flies off your shirt onto the floor. You’re mid-flow. You can’t get up to kill said spider, so you have to watch the massive beast crawl around on the floor, towards your tiny toes. You pick up your feet and start to have a panic attack. After all, that spider could eat your cat, it’s that big. You must save yourself. You struggle to complete the task at hand, while trying to find something to kill the bear-like sized spider. You can literally see it getting larger by the second. At this point, you’re scared that when you kill it you’ll be covered in spider-guts. This is going to be ugly.
When you finally get your bearings, and that little sucker is flushed down the toilet, you can finally take a breath. You open the door to the bedroom where your husband assumes you have literally just flushed your own head down the toilet from all the commotion. You try to explain to him that when a spider is the size of your fist, there is little you can do to prevent a hysterical meltdown.
It is Monday after all. And Halloween week. The only spiders I like crawling in my house are big, green, and glittery thank you very much. And even those are questionable. I think I owe the Halloween Gods a little appreciation, because apparently they’re spiting me with real spiders. So in honor of them, I shall add a few more green glittery spiders to my house. Hopefully that will ward off the real ones for a while.
I put together this little corner of our living room with black and white decorations with a little green flair. If you’d like to print your own Trick or Treat banner, you can find it here. I used a sequined ribbon to turn a simple white pillar candle into my added flair, and printed this Halloween Subway Art here.