I would just like you to know that I just killed a spider.
I know, I know, it's not that big of a deal. It's just a spider. I'm sure it wasn't even deadly, and it didn't even show signs of hostility towards me (or Fish Vera Wang), but I am just not okay with that thing crawling around my apartment! Next thing you know, I'll wake up with it on my face.
So clearly not okay.
I would just like to document this moment - I, Tara, have killed my first ever spider.
And I did it. Alone. And out of my very own will power.
But just for posterity's sake, I should mention that I called my dad while I did it, so that I could have a witness, and for some encouragement. (I know it's dumb, but what if that thing had LEAPT?!) Also, I may - just may - have squealed just a little bit when I went in for the kill.
But none of that matters, World. The point is that I did it! I'm starting to be a real-life grown up!
...or something like that.
More grown-up updates to come.
Love,
Tara.
