Faulking Spiders man!

So if you read my last post, you may know that my tent door is broken. Lovely. Probably due to be used a lot more than it was designed for. It's been anywhere from 33 to 44 degrees here at night. I can deal with that. The fucking spiders, are turning me into a paranoid lunatic. I fucking hate them ( I type this as I scratch my skin and inspect the tent walls and ceiling). I have some amazing insect control made with cedar oil from CedarCide.com. I use it on my dogs for non-toxic flea control, and now also on every square inch of my tent.  It kills the smaller spiders pretty quick, but the fucking disgusting, dark brown and black, thick ones start scurrying away.  I then  have to quickly smash them with a paper towel while wearing a big, orange dish glove. And they pop. Oh my God, they pop and I literally scream out fucking loud like a little girl. This is just not my idea of a good time. This has been the scenario for the last five nights. It's like an entire spider colony  relocated to my tent. I don't wanna share!! I've only found four inside, the rest are between the netting and the rain fly on the ceiling of the tent. This way to close for comfort, and four spiders too close for my ideal =(   I have to go back to spider hunting now. Who knows what's happened behind my back since I turned my attention to this blog.

A couple pics from in my tent...

I tried braids!

Got a Panda Hat! You can see my broken tent door in the background.

So can also see the roof bowing from all the heavy rain and leaves trapped on the top of the tent. I use my broom handle to lift up sections of the roof at a time to help the water to run off. I finally used Liquid Nails and glued pieces of double sided velcro to both sides of the door. It's not perfect. Air, and everything that travels in air makes it way in. Huge, disgusting spiders that make my skin crawl, make their way in. On a bright note, you can barley see it, but I hung mini Tibetan Prayer Flags above my door.