Arachnophobia

Earlier this week (Tuesday, I believe), I diligently woke up to go swimming (I slept in Monday, so I definitely had to go Tuesday) only to find that I had been bitten by a spider on the top of my foot and on the back of my calf. Annoying.

Wednesday night I fell asleep on the couch. When I woke up I had been bitten (is bitten correct English? It seems wrong.) twice on my back and three times by the band of my pants. This attack was worse than the first; not only had I been bitten (bit? bitted?) a total of five times, but this time the spider was in my shirt and was trying to crawl down my pants! I'm pretty sure it was thwarted by the thick, tight band around the top of my maternity pants, thank goodness.

Thursday passed uneventful, besides all the itchy bites I had.

Friday (today) when I stood up from giving Ian a bath my foot itched terribly. I thought it was the first bite I got on Monday that was more itchy because my foot had fallen asleep. Wrong! I had another bite on the top of my foot, only I was wearing socks. How did the spider bite me? Did it bite through my sock or was it in my sock??

I have only seen maybe two spiders since we've moved in in May, and we're on the second level. It's not like we're a basement apartment. I never saw any of the spiders after they bit me, which makes me wonder if I don't have fleas or something and am oblivious to it.

Either way, I feel like I have spiders crawling all over me now because I'm so paranoid. Or maybe I do have spiders crawling all over me. Maybe I never see them in the apartment because they're on my body.