It’s early Saturday morning. 5 a.m. to be precise. The basement is dark, the glow of the night-lights gives just enough light for me to see where Molly’s toys litter the floor. I stumble to the laptop, fire it up and go to brush my teeth.
When that’s done I carefully wind my way past the squeak toys and sit in my desk chair. An IM message from Nikki is blinking at me. She lives halfway around the world from me, but because of NaNoWriMo and the internet, I now call her my good friend. After a quick good morning, I take the coffee pot to get water. I’m tired. The number of times I splash water over the coffee pot and on my hands proves it. Slowly and carefully I carry it back downstairs, attempting to not spill any in my foggy state of mind. Coffee is a must. I simply can’t write until I have at least one cup.
The coffee pot brews noisily as Nikki and I chat and I try to wake up. After a short eternity, the coffee is ready. I pour a dollop of creamer into the cup and add a spoonful of sugar. Yawning, I pick up the cup and the coffee pot. The amazing smell forces my eyelids open a little wider. I imagine taking my first sip and start pouring when I see it…
A SPIDER!!! In my cup!!!
I almost drop everything. The thing is frantically swimming around trying to escape. Apparently it isn’t a fan of french vanilla creamer. I stare at it. Where did it come from? How dare it!
I’m not afraid of spiders, but I also am not a fan! In fact, I hate them, although that is another story.
Yes, I am a spider killer.
Immediately, I take the cup to the kitchen and dump the creamer, sugar, and spider down the drain followed by a lot of water to make sure the spider doesn’t come back. After locating a clean spider-free cup, I return to the dark basement and get my first cup of coffee. Not that I need the caffeine anymore. Thanks to the spider I’m wide awake!
Halloween is just a couple of weeks away.
Spiders are a common decorating theme. Fake spiders as a decoration are creepy. A spider in my coffee cup when I’m not completely awake is jarring! Here is my message to spiders everywhere–stay out of my coffee cup! Go find a perfectly spooky Halloween display to accent with your creepy-crawly presence.
Coffee and Spiders
While I do not recommend drinking spiders in your coffee I did discover that they both wake you up. The spider even more effectively than the coffee. Remember to check your cup before you pour your coffee. (Tweet that) Ever find a spider in your cup? Leave a comment and tell me about it. I hope you have a great, spider-free day!