I found a new friend on the ceiling of my bathroom. My policy with spiders is that they can hang out in my space if they’d like, but they just can’t get in my way or crawl on me. I used to be afraid of spiders. I guess I grew out of that. They are fascinating and worthy of respect. I just don’t want all those legs on me. It might surprise me, they might bite me. It would just be a big misunderstanding, and we don’t speak the same language. So we have a peaceful understanding at the moment.
black widow??