Creepy Crawlies

I'm going to share a story that I probably shouldn't but I think it's funny, so I will! I just got attacked by a spider in the shower. EW! I'm sure everyone by now knows how much I don't like spiders. Anyways, I saw one in the corner on the ceiling when I got in the shower, but it was flat against the ceiling so I thought maybe Aaron had already squished it for me. So I'm going along, doing my routine, but keeping an eye on the corner, when all of the sudden it rises up and starts crawling towards me. I let out a little scream (yes, I'm a baby, I know) and looked around to see what I could use to protect myself. I decided the shampoo bottles were too short, and then I had a flash of genious!!! A shoe! Shoes always work when killing spiders!!! So I fling open the shower curtain and jump out of our clawfoot tub and run in the bedroom and grab Aaron's shoe. I got Aaron's because they are longer, so I wouldn't have to get as close.....I go back in the bathroom, holding the shoe in my right hand, and get back in the shower. Aaron's shoe got all wet. I don't know why, but for some reason I didn't think that anything I was holding would get wet....oops! Anyways, the spider starts crawling towards me and I whack it with the now dripping shoe. It lived. Dang! So I'm thinking, and all of the sudden it hits me! Hello, stupid, you have a full can of spider killer on the fridge! So I dash into the kitchen, and grab it, and spray about 4 times what was necessary to kill it. All of the air in the bathroom is now replaced with this putrid smell of spider killer. Oh well, at least it's dead, right? WRONG! This must have been like the hercules of spiders, because it gets up and starts crawling toward me again. It was kinda freaking me out, I'm not gonna lie, but then it curled up in a gross spider ball and died. ew.