Ok not really any more. Little by little the numbers have gone down. I evicted one today right after the garage door installation guys arrived. Steve said he was attacked by one at the gym and that he hoped he hadn't brought it with him. I don't know if I hope that. Because if he did, that means there is one fewer spider *here* and that is a good thing. I was pleased that they did not force me to avoid my litter box scooping this morning. 'Cause, uh, I was really broken up about it the last couple days. Ok no, but really, it does need to be done and I don't want to have to duck and run when going from place to place in the house. It's too stressful!
Tonight we were supposed to take my grandma on a date but found out that what she wants to see is tomorrow night instead of tonight. Works out well for my sleeping schedule but not so well with Steve's parents and sister coming to town tomorrow as well. We will work it all out though.
[Cat note: Biscuit is trippin' and chasing his tail. He amuses me. Now he's attacking a hair elastic he stole from me months ago and wrecked. Somehow I have gotten dragged into this. He likes to attack his little things while wrapping himself around my leg. This means my leg gets claws. My leg does not like this.]