OH FFS!

I swore at a spider.

I don't assume they understood me, but it had to be said.

You know I can't/don't kill spiders.  

But I've also started to try to let a few hang out as long as I don't see them.

I have my long legged spider buddy (or two) who lives near my bathroom ceiling and they're not always there but sometimes they are and they haven't overstepped their welcome yet.

But the other day I got into the shower and had to jump back out because a large-ish black spider had gotten in the bath area and was freaking out about trying to escape the water while also being unable to find grip on the sides of the bath.

I rescued it.  I maybe did that unclothed and partially wet.  But I kindly escorted the dude(tte) to the hallway and went back to my shower.

I mean it would suck to be bombarded by water and unable to escape cuz slippery, you know?  

Done and done.

Except when I woke up the next morning and went to my kitchen sink to fill my kettle for tea the SAME SPIDER (or an identical twin) had gotten themselves stuck in my kitchen sink!  NO NO NO NO NO!

And of COURSE the dude wasn't able to crawl out, so I got my usual glass and hard paper and I always try to catch them without squishing a leg but this dude was like OMG PANIC PANIC and kept running so fast I wasn't able to put the glass down without squishing a leg and after a few attempts at helping a panicking spider I finally shouted at it "OH FOR F****'S SAKE!" because I'm trying to help when most people would have just squished and plus I already put you outside yesterday and you came back and got stuck in a shiny water carrier area AGAIN?  

This time he/she went out the window... sorry.... but like once is enough, you know?