Big Scary Spider, Curb-Swag

We inventoried the wood we have for making the raised bed, realized we didn't have enough and asked for scrap lumber from Freecycle(tm), did three loads of laundry, sorted through the "magic closet" (that's the one full of art supplies) and offered up some goodies and antiqued kanji on Freecycle(tm), did a small bit of grocery shopping, and planned on going shopping for other things we desired (like waterproof sealing caulk) before I realized it was Sunday and we decided to stay home. *chuckle*

Instead of running errands, I worked on the computers and got quite a bit done in the way of preparing to teach myself the dreaded CSS for my Joomla page, and Ladybug got a lot more done in her room. At the peak of my productivity, my mother came over so that she could yell at my walls about how my grandmother needs to stop being all passive with her hired workers when it comes to having her house the way she wants it, while I nodded sympathetically. It destroyed my productivity, and after scooping that spider off of the door sweep. I was already a wreck, but hey, that's what family's for, right? *smirk*

Anyway, it took me 6 more hours to finish writing directions to my house for a visiting friend (It included a satellite photo, edited by hand for legibility)

It hadn't started out with me playing with a spider. I began by applying new draft tape to the back door near the yarden, then I spotted her... I was standing on this wobbly dining chair gently scooping an unknown type of large spider off of the door sweep (a fleece cover for the door to cut down drafts) with two flimsy plastic cups and just as I pulled the cups free of the sweep-curtain, having Ladybug yell through the door to Keebler caused me to freak out something seriously and throw the cups (and spider) out into the yard somewhere. I'm mildly afraid of heights, I don't know if this spider can kill me or not, and here my kid is yelling while I have an unidentified, might-be-poisonous arachnid in my hands and I'm unsteadily standing on a dining chair. I thought, for just a moment, that I was going to fall flailing from the chair and have this rotund white eight legged giant fly down with me and bite the living frag out of my face out of sheer terror when it landed . (yeah, I was shaking for most of the rest of the day, and no, I didn't ever finish getting the draft tape up.)

Right before bedtime, we get a knock on the door. It's Dliwehtfollac! He has found a great lot of goodies laying out free somewhere, but they are too heavy and cumbersome to carry on a bicycle. Can we help? Of course we can! *grin* So we load into the car and drive off to grab some curb-swag. After completely filling up the trunk and every available non-personed space in the car, we head home to transfer the newly-acquired goodies into an unused shed. Craft time is going to really fun this winter, even if we are still growing plants all season long. *laugh*