I’ve come to The Lounge for a bit of comfort this evening. God knows where my ridiculous fear of spiders stemmed from but tonight it’s bad. Walked into my bedroom earlier and there was a pretty large house spider just chilling on my wardrobe. I yelped a little, stood back, gathered myself a little and walked back out 
Returned no more than 2 minutes later to check it was still there and attempt to get it out but it had disappeared. I stood on my bed (why did I deem this a safe place 
) looking in the direction of my wardrobe. Turned round and out the corner of my eye it ran across my feet and under my pillow, the total opposite side of the room it was originally on. I screamed, ran out the room and phoned my boyfriend who happens to be on his first day of isolation with work before going away so can’t come home.
It’s such a ridiculous fear when you think about it, but I’m genuinely going to sleep on the sofa tonight and have already asked my sister over tomorrow morning to help me locate it and remove it.
Ugh, why 