Rob is amazing. He came home for lunch (even though he has a physical therapy appointment this afternoon) today because he knew how wigged I was about the spiders. I cannot believe how lucky I am to be married to this man. He brought me lunch and went spider hunting. The one in the living room hadn't moved and he killed that one right away. Even he agreed that it was big and nasty looking. He then went on the hunt for the one hiding in the bedroom. With no luck, he ate his lunch and gave me a "get out of a poopy diaper free" card and changed the baby for me. He then gave it one last look and managed to find it (or at least what I hope was it) on top of the blinds. That one was even bigger and meaner looking than the one in the living room. He's my bug hunting knight in dark armor!

Gabriel was super happy when he was here and started a crying fit the minute Rob left. I think we might have a Daddy's boy here. The lunch helped with my headache somewhat and before he left Rob even disposed of the toxic cat turds that were in the litter box in this room. I still have a headache, but it's calmed down from migraine level. Food (and coffee) helped.

You know, the really ironic thing is that just yesterday I thought it was so cool that there hadn't been any spiders around here recently. So, of course today they make themselves known. Ugh.

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