Murder victim

i share the bathroom with a daddy.long leg. he keeps to himelf and i pretend he isn't there. the corner spider  sometimes looks bigger or smaller, but it's only one. we have a truce. i thought we had an understanding.

that is until today.

today when i stepped into the shower, pink, plump and fully noodilicous, today when i danced into the shower fully buck with a glorious head full of frizz tangles and matts, today in my vulnerable nekkids with an enticing nest of curls, today--i looked over my shoulder the exact moment corner spider dropped down to say hello.

the cheek of corner spider! I'm sorry to say that he died for it. first i gave a tiny yelp and hopped right out the door. then--murder via yellow crock.

i'm sorry corner spider. may your replacement be more wise than you.