Anyway...I run back to my bedroom pantless with my weapon locked and loaded. Now, thank goodness the spider didn't run off, it was still in my pants. Here's the problem...that spider was so big it wouldn't suck up into the dust buster! Are you kidding me! I fought with that thing for 10 minutes trying to get it sucked up. Keep in mind it was running from me, hiding underneath the towels I had on the floor for the dog. At one point I lost it...great. I start to panic, because I am not about to stay in my house with that spider running around. So the search continued...all the sudden it crawled out the end of my dust buster! Holy Crap!
Another side note here...my husband was asleep in the bed through all of my screaming. Seriously! How is that even possible?! And...thanks for the help!
The spider fell to the floor...lots of praying going on at this point! Please let me get this nasty thing back in this dust buster! Thank the Lord I got it back in there! This time I held down the suction and ran outside. The dust buster had to stay outside that night until Justin could break it down and make dang sure that spider wasn't in there somewhere, because it was not it the container. Again...that's how big it was!
Now I refuse to walk in the grass at night...never again.