Elvis, explained!
I was in there and felt what I thought was a lock of hair falling out of my barrette. This happens fairly often, so I didn't think anything of it and reached up to brush the hair aside. But there was no hair there. Just as I was thinking "that's odd" and feeling for what was amiss in my hair, a giant wolf spider crawled out of it. I saw a large gray spider-blob out of the corner of my eye as it dropped down
onto my face and managed to scurry down my cheek and jaw before I gathered the presence of mind to bat it to my shirt and then the floor.
I'm not ashamed to say I screamed. I think many in my situation would have.
And I really, really hate wolf spiders.
I don't think I have to tell you how hideous the thought of a spider sitting in my hair for I-don't-know-how-long was. I have no idea how it got there...we've had lots of spiders in the garage, but not in the house. I had just come from a long walk with my dog and had just bathed her. Wolf spiders don't usually descend from ceilings or jump, so I'm thinking maybe he (he had the boy-wolf-spider "boxing gloves", saw 'em up close) was in the shower curtain and transferred to my hair that way. Then I carried him up there for another half hour or so, who's counting.
The worst part- he got away behind a shelving unit. That means he's still in there somewhere
Now I pretty much constantly feel like I have spiders in my hair.
*Yes, medical types, I know why people are REALLY found dead of heart attacks in their bathrooms, thank you, I was being facetious.
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