My husband says to me tonight that he learned something about wolf spiders today. I, rather automatically, reply, “Not to stomp on them?” He then proceeds to tell me how he looked them up and that they don’t have webs because they’re hunters instead – which I didn’t know, but which make sense on multiple levels – as well as that they, and this was the part I was expecting, carry their egg sacks, the females, that is, on their bodies… since, you know, they have no web, which I now knew. I then asked him if he stomped on one today. He laughed and admitted that he did, and then explained the terror of stomping on the poor spider – thankfully, in the garage – and watching the seemingly hundreds of tiny spiders flee the scene in all directions and at once. I was saddened by the news, and even more so by his adding that they all just stopped after a certain distance and stood around until he sprayed them with bug spray. Sad on so many levels here.
He did understand that the way he handled it wasn’t truly the best route, especially considering that those spiders eat the bugs we really don’t want around. But he did also comment that he now knows he needs to treat again for those other bugs, because the presence of wolf spiders proves that they have food available to them where they are.
So, yeah… both an exciting, interesting thing and a sad one.
In 100% positive news, though, our baby rolled over all on her own today for the first time. And she did it twice, both times she was given the occasion. Super cool!
Anyway, totally wiped, both physically and mentally. Lots happened today, in a way.
Goodnight.
Thank you, God. Make us well and keep us safe and together, please. Show us clearly our next steps. In your name, I pray. Amen.
Post-a-day 2025