My Hero (Thank you, Hubbin)!

Heroes come in all shapes and sizes.

I am arachnophobic, so much so that we don’t even say the “S” word in our house. Hubbin’s task for all things “S”-related is to take care of the issue and do not inform me of his progress. All I need to know is that it is handled. Because of my fear, we have our house sprayed on a quarterly basis and the company also knows to not give me any of the details, just that they also handled their business. Once in a while though, something gets past the bug people and Hubbin will announce, “Honey, DO NOT go into the kitchen (or whichever room he happens to be in)!”

I do not need to ask why, knowing he has saved the day again.

I should buy him a cape.