Indestructible

This morning, after I put in my contacts and brushed my teeth I noticed a daring spider perched on his web that he had constructed between my straightener and the side of the sink/wall, supposedly during the night. I expressed my disgust, showed my sister, then went and called for my mother to come and take care of him. I went on my merry way and didn't think a lot about it until my sister came to me with an update:

Apparently, this daring little spider was also a quick one with suicidal tendencies; he bailed and ran where? Down the drain.

My mom proceeded to run water down the drain, which would make one figure that our spider friend was "taken care of," so to speak.

Nope. My little brother informed me like ten minutes ago that the spider lived. He was hanging on or something. And my mom says that he is still there.

Gross. My bathroom sink houses an indestructible spider.

Anticipation

Chilly Air.
Soup.
Beautiful Leaves.
Jackets.
Extra Blankets.
Candles.
Warm House.
Harvest.

Fall.