I really did not have much room to be more crazy, but I got pushed a little further today.
This morning, driving to work, a spider fell from the ceiling of my car onto my forehead. At first, I didn't know what it was, but then I brushed it down onto my shirt and saw that it was a spider. So I grabbed a Kleenex and tried to catch the spider so that I could kill it. I *think* I succeeded in knocking the spider down from my shirt onto my skirt. I say I think because I didn't actually see the spider fall and then I couldn't see the (small, brown) spider on my multiple-shades-of brown skirt. Then, I think I knocked the spider off my skirt and onto the floorboard of my car. Again, I didn't see it fall and didn't see it on the floorboard. But it was no longer on my shirt, I couldn't find it on my skirt, and I didn't see it on the floorboard of the car. I have not seen the spider since. Immediately, my skin began crawling and I have had the sensation of bugs crawling all over me all day. I want to go home and take a shower so bad I could scream! And of course, now I'm worried that the spider isn't gone, it's hiding in some crevice of my body like my belly button and will lay eggs and then I'll be that gross woman on the news with a million little spiders hatching out of her belly button. (Yes, you can tell your friends that you know me. No, you may not point and laugh.) And now, my right calf muscle is hurting for no reason at all, so clearly that is a sign of a poisonous spider bite, right?