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Balance comes with many legs [Jul. 19th, 2006|12:28 pm]
Zoethe
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Ferrett has never made any bones about his terror of spiders. He suffers a deep arachnophobia that causes even tiny specimens to incite terror. I, on the other hand, though no great fan of loose arachnids, can face them and dispatch them with calm detachment.

Meaning that I was the Brave Spider Killer in our household and he was the Girly-Screaming Victim standing on a chair.

Now, as we are not subject to regular spider invasions, these roles are not regularly taken up on our parts. But when they are, it's hard not to sense the balance of competency shifting slightly in my favor. The smaller the spider, the larger the shift.

It's nothing that either of us intend; it's instinctual - the rescuer must be stronger than the rescuee. And despite my assurances that, really, it meant nothing...well, it meant something. Ferrett felt self-conscious about it. I had to repress a sense of smugness. It was a small thing, but it was out of balance. The yin and yang lacked harmony.

This year, harmony arrived. In the form of 1" to 3" long, millipede-like creatures with long legs and antennae and almost no body structure. They look like writhing rib cages, scuttling along the walls.

They freak the shit outta me.

8 legs, I can deal with. Caterpillars and centipedes, I can deal with. These frail, alien-looking creatures? Not so much. In fact, not at all.

So Ferrett gets to be the hero now, and kill bugs for me. Including today, when, after taking the first half of an all-day simulated MBE, I decided to take a hot bath to deal with the muscle tension between my shoulders. I drew the bath, climbed in, settled back with a book and read for a while. Then I put the book down.

And realized I was sharing the tub with one of those creatures. It was floating in the water, only inches from my leg.

This one was only an inch or so long - which is the only reason I did not levitate, screaming, from the tub. I slipped out, wrapped a towel around myself, and called down the hall:

"Honey? Can you rescue me? One of those bugs was in the tub with me!"

My white knight came forth, and when he looked into the tub (as I was cowering in the hallway), he scoffed, "That thing?--" And then he stopped. "Naw, it's huge!" he added in a tone that really tried to hide the patronizing. He slew my dragon, and I gave him a kiss.

And felt better. Because, honestly, I should have been able to deal with the bug. If he wasn't here, I would have dealt with the bug - just as he deals with spiders when I am not around. But you know, it's nice to know that there is someone who will chase off the scaries for you.

And to know that you can do the same for them.
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[User Picture]From: kathrynrose
2006-07-19 04:50 pm (UTC)
You guys are just too good to be true sometimes. :P
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From: jennasuze
2006-07-19 04:56 pm (UTC)
And you continue to be my relationship gurus. :)
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[User Picture]From: tygher
2006-07-19 04:58 pm (UTC)
We have the samesort of arrangement in my house. Scarey, evil spiders? I kill-em .. they're in my house, they broke the stay outside rule.

But millipedes (which is what yours sounded like), centipedes and bees and hornest and wasps and such? That's Jason's duty. I can't stand the things. They freak me out more than anything in the world.
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[User Picture]From: casu_consulto
2006-07-19 10:37 pm (UTC)
Yes indeed! Entering the house is a capital crime for spiders. I am judge and jury, my bf is the executioner.
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[User Picture]From: throbinson
2006-07-19 04:59 pm (UTC)
I miss my husband's spider-slaying prowess.
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2006-07-19 05:05 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry I made you sad.
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[User Picture]From: dawntreader90
2006-07-19 04:59 pm (UTC)
hooray for brave heroes. :)
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[User Picture]From: wyrrlen
2006-07-19 05:00 pm (UTC)
They look a little bit alien with long articulating legs? Those might be house centipedes. We inherited having them come into our house when we first moved in 2 years ago, and have been having similar reactions to yours.
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2006-07-19 05:07 pm (UTC)
Must be. Icky. Icky icky ickyickyickyicky.....

[shuddering]
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[User Picture]From: lyssabard
2006-07-19 05:07 pm (UTC)
I saw those horrid creatures (mostly dead and dessicated) when living in the hellish basement apartment in MD. (They were nothing compared to the spickets--camel crickets. GAH. Cross a grasshopper/cricket and a spider...and there ya go. A jumping creepy).

Anyway, B is totally the white knight to my screaming frail girlishness. And I don't mind one bit.

That said...the two of us on our hands and knees, armed with a folder and shoebox to catch a mouse that was loose in the office...that was kinda funny.

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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2006-07-19 07:07 pm (UTC)
I don't like unauthorized intruders into my living space of any kind, but am good with things I meet out-of-doors.
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[User Picture]From: irishjeeper
2006-07-19 05:09 pm (UTC)
Ewww. I hate those alien looking things. I can't stand anything buggy inside my house.

However when camping or outdoors I don't mind bugs and spiders, I seem to be okay with invaiding their territory and sharing it with them. Just don't come into my house and we will be fine.

Unfortunately being single causes me to stay awake at night if I've spotted a bug inside my house, that is until I can fling a shoe at the wall (or tv) and kill it. haha.
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[User Picture]From: irishjeeper
2006-07-19 05:16 pm (UTC)

PS -

Is this what you're talking about?

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[User Picture]From: morgi
2006-07-19 05:10 pm (UTC)
I hate centipedes. Our first place in Indy was infested with them.

Then we moved to a place that was saturated in EARWIGS.

The current house is refreshingly vermin-free.
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2006-07-19 07:09 pm (UTC)
Ewww, I remember earwigs from my childhood. More shudders!
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[User Picture]From: gkingsley
2006-07-19 05:11 pm (UTC)

Oh, I hate those things.

Hate them. Hatehatehate them.

I'm a tough, bug-killin' grrl, except when it comes to those things. Then I scream and flee. When Frank's working in NY, sometimes I hide under the blankets so it can't get me.
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2006-07-19 07:10 pm (UTC)

Re: Oh, I hate those things.

Yeah, they pretty much make me melt. Nasty bastards.
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[User Picture]From: kmg_365
2006-07-19 05:28 pm (UTC)
I'm with you on this one Gini - I hate those insects. They make my skin crawl, whatever the hell they are.
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From: stella_x3x3
2006-07-19 05:30 pm (UTC)
awe so cute. I wish someone would kill spiders for me without question. My family has heard me screaming one to many times to care anymore... I've had to learn to suck it up and kill them. However, I am still unable to watch any kind of movie with spiders in it.
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[User Picture]From: scarfman
2006-07-19 05:35 pm (UTC)

God must be on a theme day kick, when both you and Ferrett wrote today about having insect encounters today.

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[User Picture]From: hihankara
2006-07-19 05:35 pm (UTC)
Its so true! I tried explaining this to my hubby once. He doesnt get that its romantic, taking care of me like that. Even if I am totally capable of doing it myself, its nice that he steps in when I need him, and when he lets me take care of him when its my turn too. :)
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[User Picture]From: justbeast
2006-07-19 05:40 pm (UTC)
Gah, I hate those things!

And -- yeyyyy for valiant critter slaying, on all sides!
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