I am a gurl

Now, I pride myself on usually being able to withstand most surprising events, but when a spider descended to within an inch of my face whilst I was in the shower, I am afraid that I panicked. I let out a large screech, and ran out of the shower, unfortunately pulling back a chunk of my fingernail whilst doing so (which hurt. A lot.). Hubby was in the bedroom at the time, and clearly thought that I had been murdered. He was not impressed that the gibbering wreck formerly known as his wife merely sobbed and requested him forceably to remove the spider. However, must say not helpful to ask why I didn't simply back away from the spider; I was in the shower. It's small in there.

Anyway, I am a gurl. Hello birds, hello trees.

Chiz  ¶ 6:28 AM