Im sorry to start another thread unrelated to wood stuff, but this is just too funny, well, at least at the time.
Its around 10:30-Maybe closer to 11.at night, and me and the wife are settled in reading and watching tv last night
She remembers she has a load in the washer downstairs, and says shell be right back, just wants to hang the wet stuff.
No more than 30 seconds pass I hear my wife screaming like someone is either beating her senseless, or she walked downstairs and met Freddy(of nightmare on elm st fame) or Michael Myers in person.
I was half asleep and in bed, I hear her screaming, actually shrieking, it was frightening, cause in 30 years Ive never heard her scream like that.
I jumped out of bed, reached into my drawer(didnt take more than a split second) and grabbed my handgun and a magazine and ran down the stairs, shoving a magazine into the handle figuring this is how life is, and its my turn.
I hear her screaming, still, and run towards the den ready to encounter my worst nightmare, and there is my wife standing at the entrance to the kitchen screaming, one of those jumping spiders(looks like a cricket), a giant one was sitting next to her washing machine.
I wasnt sure who at that point I wanted to step on first.
I was about to have a full blown heart attack, not to mention lost at least 5 years of my life, over a bug.
its an unmatched experience to see my wife if a snake is within 3 miles.