Ron is GONE!

I swear he was much larger than this picture shows.

Friday night, Dustin noticed Ron crawling up our bedroom wall (running very fast toward MY side of the bed) when he yelled at me to get a shoe. So I threw him his flip flop. He hit him once and Ron fell to the ground. Then he hit him 15 more times just to confirm he was dead. I slept so peacefully that night. It's great when you don't have to worry about a spider being in your clothes or crawling over your sleeping body.

And someone is coming to look at the damage in my closet tomorrow. I have a feeling it's going to be a really long process to fix.