Okay, so, Daddy knows I am afraid of spiders. And he has undertaken as part of his responsibility, to be chief spider slayer (well relocater - I don't kill 'em, but I don't want 'em in the house either). But of course Daddy is deployed (kicks the Navy).
I go out to put my daily letter in the mailbox before the mail person gets there. I have siding, so the mail box does not sit flush to the house. There is a space, and where the panels overlap, a fairly large gap. And I'm jiggling the lid to sit my letter so the mail person sees it (like they don't know by now there will be one or more letter to Daddy going out daily), and a movement catches my eye. I look closer & what do I see between the back of the mailbox & the siding?
Oh CRUD! Y'all Southern girls know what's comin', dontcha?
Then I see him - UGH - a forest wood spider! And these things are no little spider, or cute wispy little Daddy long-legs, all frail, little hair-like legs and a candy dot of a body, 2 inches off the ground. Noooooooooooooo, these things are HUGE HONKIN' SPIDERS - they are the MACK TRUCKS of spiders. And no - you do not need a close up lens to see those beady little eyes. They were glittering back at me!
Now, for those of you who have never seen one, and think I'm exaggerating, let me give you an idea of the relative size of this huge icky creature trying to keep me from my mail.