With no idea what on earth could have caused this phenomenon, my hand reached out to swipe them away from the shelves when...the moved. I don't mean they drifted along; no, they scurried here and there and everywhere causing me to leap, jump, holler and swat. They weren't little black spots; they were little baby spiders!
After some seriously embarrassing moves (thankfully no teens were on hand to use this against me in the future), a damp cloth and a big broom...the pantry is clear again; safe to enter..at least for now.
So, when in the pantry..be careful what you reach for!!
3 comments:
Ugh - that reminds me of an apartment we lived in shortly after we were first married. Not too long after we moved in, I walked in the kitchen one morning and saw a bunch of tiny spiders hanging down from their own little threads, attached to the ceiling, somewhat near the main light fixture. I guess a momma spider had hidden her egg sack in there. It was not a fun morning, and I think I looked up at that ceiling first thing every morning for as long as we lived there.
OOOh, gives me the shivers!
oh yikes!!
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