Insomnia and Arachnids

I'm not sleeping and I know this is something I'm going to regret come morning when my alarm goes off and I'm too exhausted to even think about getting out of bed. I've been staring at the wall for hours. Mostly due to a spider that's been hanging out there and refusing to come down into what I call the kill zone - more commonly known as anything I can reach without having to resort to standing on chairs or turning the house upside down to find my step stool. I wish I had a flyswatter.

Still if I want to go to sleep anytime soon something is going to have to be done about the arachnid. I wonder if he knows he's wasting the last few minutes of his life doing nothing other than taunting me from his post upon the wall. And I should feel bad that I'm about to put an end to his time here on earth and for a moment I consider simply transplanting him from one place to another. An inside to out sort of act of kindness. And then I remember that I don't like spiders and we're back to planning on how to whack him without the issue of remorse getting in the way.