My Single Mom Life

I just went to the bathroom, had my panties about mid-ass crack when I saw it.
What did I see?
A spider.
A wolf spider.
On my bathroom floor about 10 inches from my big toe.

I'm deathly afraid of spiders, and rightly so.
And right there, in front of my big toe, with my panties mid-ass crack, in a half hunched over position getting ready to pee, was a wolf spider.

I froze in absolute terror, hunched over now gripping my panties instead of the usual sliding down motion, I was clutching them for dear life.
I have no idea why, it's not like my panties could save my big toe from the evil spider.

Then Kali kitty came strutting in to be pet while I pee, cats know you're trapped on the can, so you're forced to pet them.
She was getting ready to rub against my leg, when she saw it and reached her paw for it.
It jumped!!!!
When it jumped, I jumped, and scrambled to get my panties back up and dash out of there as fast as possible, and Kali is this ginormous cat, and I stumbled over her, and I'm pretty sure some pee escaped while a quick squeely gasp left my lips.

I darted out of the bathroom, grabbed Shahiro kitty, and threw her into the bathroom with Kali.
What do you think they did with it?
They played with it, chased it around the bathroom till it went behind the toilet.

It's behind the toilet.

I cannot pee under these conditions.
There's a wolf spider behind my toilet, or by now, hidden behind the seat lid, or on top of the tank hiding behind my stack of magazines, just waiting for me to sit and urinate so it can crawl on me and bite me, or crawl into my hair, and bite my head, or let it's babies run loose, or all kinds of other horrible thoughts that have now gone through my head!!

I don't think anyone can possibly understand the severe trauma that one incident with the spider while camping, has caused me.
This is a paralyzing fear, I break out in a sweat, I can't breathe, and I certainly cannot pee while I know there's a fucking wolf spider behind the toilet!