Here's a fun story I'd like to share with everyone...the reason why I NEVER take showers. No kidding, I haven't taken a shower in about 5+ years...ONLY baths no matter WHAT. I would have put a nice picture of a spider here (one that I would have found on google or something) but I honestly cannot stand the sight of them and I'd stop going to my blog if I knew there'd be one here hiding on one of my pages.
Here's why... When I was growing up, I always had a lot of really scary moments of being in the shower and seeing a huge spider. I don't know what it is about being in the shower. Maybe it's the vulnerability of being nude, the water spraying so you don't want to move or it might spray the spider...I dunno, but I freak out! After seeing so many spiders in my shower, I gave up on showers. I told myself never again will I take a shower. Well, one summer Austin and I went to Mexico with my family. On the last day, we went to the beach after checking out already and to get all the sand off of me I had to use the community bathroom. It ONLY had a shower in it. The shower stall was a perfect square, it was stone all around, and a curtain as the door. The shower was in a bathroom with only natural light so when you closed the curtain, it was very dark. I didn't want to get in it, but I was about to be on a plane for several hours and couldn't stand the sand all over me. I told myself that I would do it, to calm down, it was just one time. I get undressed, step into the shower, and close the curtain. I reach over to turn on the water and right as I do it, I look up at the shower head. At that moment, my heart stopped. There was a HUGE BROWN FUZZY MEXICAN SPIDER sitting on the head of the shower. It was too late, the water was coming and he would soon be blasted on to my naked body. He shot off the head like a bullet, coming straight at me. I couldn't hide, there was no place. I couldn't scream because there were too many people around, I couldn't jump out of the shower because I was naked and there might be people in the bathroom. Everything went through my mind, should I go left should I go right? I made a split decision and run up under the shower to try to avoid the spider altogether. He landed right smack on the ground across from me, where I had been. Now I was in a worse situation. He wasn't dead, just mad. I didn't want the water to hit him because he might run towards me. I was frozen, naked and frozen. My hair was half wet and I still had sand hiding in every crevasse of my body but it wasn't worth it anymore. I didn't want to have anything to do with another spider in another shower, or this one in my own shower. I didn't even want to turn the water off because I knew it would make him run. I took a big chance and leaped out of the shower through the curtain just hoping that no one was in there. Luckily it was clear. I had to wipe the sand off of me with a towel and fly home all sandy and uncomfortable, but I would have rather done that than shower with my fuzzy friend. After that, I vowed...never again will I do it, never again will I take a shower. So that's my story...I'm scared of spiders.