I ran to the garage, hoping the spider would stay put, grabbed my bio-friendly bug spray, ran back, and doused the monster. It fell onto the bricks, but still seemed too peppy for my taste, so I did the obvious thing, and called for my husband. This, after all, is a man's job. He rushed out, picked up a big board from a pile nearby, and reduced the spider to mush.
Now I am going to have to be more observant when puttering around. Lucky thing I was wearing my heavy long gloves. We have always had to be careful of Brown Recluse spiders, but Black Widows are so much more "spidery" looking, in an elegantly evil kind of way.
By the time evening had rolled around, I had changed the sheets, done laundry, and cleaned the back bathroom. It has been very hot, and we were too tired to cook or clean the kitchen, so instead of a nice Sunday dinner, he made a quick trip to Burger King. He got me a Crispy Chicken Sandwich, and I give it a thumbs up for flavor and texture. Then I watched a Hercule Poirot video, which turned out to be one of those with a narrative for blind people, and for a change I liked that feature because I was crocheting.
Completed square count (48 to 56 needed): 18