Whoever said "out of sight, out of mind" never had a spider disappear in their bedroom. (or in their leggings)

I started this post early this morning with coffee.
I've attempted to get back to it numerous times...  but now, I'm finally here determined to hit publish and it's noon. 
Whoever said "out of sight, out of mind" never had a spider disappear in their bedroom.
This meme is in honor of the video my daughter sent me last night of a spider she spied crawling on their couch.  It was an ugly little thing - but their couch is right inside the front door, so it wasn't surprising a little guy made his way inside and to their couch.  
But it's still creepy.  Luckily she spied it before she or the baby crawled on up to lay or sit down!
However, after she sent me the video I was getting ready for bed and pulled my black leggings out of the bathroom cupboard along with my t-shirt to sleep in.   I put the leggings on and there was the tiniest little 'twinge' in the area of my behind near the elastic of my undies.  
Somehow, I got it in my head that perhaps there was a spider inside my black leggings that I didn't see as I put them on, and maybe he was trapped in there, and that was a tiny bite.
I knew I was being ridiculous.  I KNEW this.  But I put my hand in my leggings and swished it back and forth anyway.  Nothing.
But then I thought;  Maybe it crawled further down and it's near my thighs so I missed it.
I had to pull my leggings down to check.  I saw no spider.  (of course).
Pulled them back up and walked towards the bathroom sink to brush my teeth. 
But... my leggings are black.  What if I just didn't see the spider?  What if he was black too?  What if he was tiny?
I had to stop yet again and pull my leggings down... search and make sure there absolutely was NO spiders.  
I pulled them back up  - brushed my teeth, still with my mind continually bringing up the idea that maybe, perhaps, there might still be a spider curled up in my leggings somewhere waiting to bite me.
Yes...  "OUT OF SIGHT, OUT OF MIND"  does not work in regards to spiders.

Hi.  You've reached my voicemail.  Please leave your name, number and a damn good reason why this conversation couldn't be done over text.
*THIS* -  -  -  You call it OCD.  I call it put the shit back where you found it.
I had to forgive a person who wasn't even sorry.
That's strength.
 How to tell you're an adult:
  • you gain 30 lb. overnight
  • you'd rather sleep than go out
  • everything hurts
  • comfort comes before style
  • you have a favorite spatula
  • everything feels like a chore 
  • college students look like 12 year olds
  • you're always annoyed
(numbers 2, 5, 6,7 and 8 are especially true!!!)