First off, I have to admit to screaming my head off this morning. There was this HUGE spider with wickedly long arms right in the middle of the curtain that separates our downstairs from our family room. It had to die. And I couldn't see any way to kill it. And I had a child sleeping downstairs.
I got "air freshener" out and prepared myself. If it jumped straight up, it would be able to attack my face only two feet away! But I was brave. I took a big breath, braced myself, and sprayed all over the spider's face. The spider hid in the folds of my curtains and it the whole room really stank now. I eventually, with much screaming and jumping, was able to corner it and kill it. The long and grabbing arms were all splayed out everywhere. I was too scared to pick it up!
Lots more screaming and yelling. I made my children pick it up and throw it out because, I reasoned, I killed it and did my part.
My throat is still sore from all the howling I did. And I wrenched my elbow somehow in all the spider-killing heroics. I'm feeling all twitchy and creepy and checking everywhere for spiders constantly.