I apparently am an evil wife.

GBCK

the Mr. is spider-phobic.  Badly.  He is illogically afraid that when they escape death, they plot his demise.  (not quite but, close enough)

Last night, when he got home, we were doing the 'make sure we have important info exchanged' conversation before I fell back asleep.  I mentioned Buffy's pediatrican appt reschedule, a family reunion, Saturday plans, and that I killed a giant spider (<this was only on my mind because it just happened it it came out of my BED and terrified me--and I'm not phobic).

He immediately went on high alert.  what spider?  where did I kill it?

I was half asleep and didn't think to lie about where it was, so I said 'in bed'.  cue him trying not to freak out.

15 minutes later, we're in bed, I reach over to scratch my back and my fingers brushed his back...

he made a shrieking noise and jumped out of bed.

I laughed my ass off.  Because I'm evil.

I could't have done it if I tried and I felt a bit bad but...it was hilarious.  Apparently he slept very little after that because his brain was on high alert.

zsazsa-stl

LOL!  Poor guy.

mrsconn23

LOL!  Poor Mr. GBCK.

loveshine1

HA! I would have laughed my ass off, too.

6fsn

hehehe

MNNEBride

I would have laughed and laughed!

AuntFlo

My DH is your DH's long lost twin brother.   We had a VERY similar situation in our bed on Sunday night.  A spider was crawling on me and I brushed it off - without even realizing what it was, and it scrambled over to his side of the bed and stopped on his pillow.    OF COURSE, I had to be the one to kill it with no assistance from him because he was scared stiff.
Once I snatched it up with a paper towel and squished it, I opened the paper towel to make sure that I had indeed caught it and I flushed it down the toilet.   I come back in the bedroom and he's just standing there staring at his pillow.   He doesn't want to sleep on that pillow now because (and I quote) "WHAT IF THE SPIDER POOPED ON IT OR SOMETHING?"
I told him that spiders don't poop (I don't think they do anyway) and I put a new pillow case on.   WHAT A BABY!!!!  (I swear I feel like I have 21 kids.)
I'm the one that had a spider CRAWLING on me in MY BED and HE is the one freaking out???  I still feel like there's a spider crawling on me. 

GBCK

I have the visceral response to earwigs.  

Spiders don't usually bother me (this one did...it came out of bed--possibly out of my robe and snuck along the corner of my eye until I noticed it...then it kept darting around to escape and THEN it refused to die--if it had been crawling on me, I'd still be feeling it too)...

The truce in our hosue is that I kill spiders, he kills earwigs.  But I like to kow when he's killed earwigs so I know to avoid that spot (because they swarm)...he likes to pretend that spiders dont' exist anddon't come into the house.

baconsmom

You can't pretend they don't exist! CONSTANT VIGILANCE! 

And yes, of course you have to kill them. They are plotting your demise. They are plotting how to get into places like beds and terrify you into a heart attack. Jeez. He's not illogical. HE'S TOTALLY RIGHT. 

And now I'm going to spray my bed with spider killer. <shudders> 

GBCK

It's not the SPIDERS trying to kill us.

It's the earwigs, crawling into my ears and laying eggs in my brain so I'm their zombie slave.