Soooooo, I had to go into the garage… I effed and blinded loudly (so not becoming) as I talked myself through 'take the washing out, put the washing in the dryer, close, breathe, turn dial, take the washing out the basket, breathe, put the washing in the washer, powder, powder, breathe, conditioner, 30 deg , 1200 spin, press the button, walk calmly, unlatch the door, close'…
Then I nearly threw up and got very angry at myself.
Then realised I had to go back out there as I'd not picked up the spider spray (which is now beside me - doesn't kill, kindly asks the spider to vacate the premises - which is a bit late once it's in!)
So, I then downloaded Paul McKennas audio cure your phobia thing – I’ve been tapping my cheekbone, under my arm and behind my knuckle on the absent ring finger, rolling my eyes 360 deg to the left

, 360 deg to the right

… deep breath out, keep tapping, and further x 3… and <gasps> breathe… rinse and repeat, tap tap tap.
Well, I then did the hypno bit (who knows if it’s worked but I’ve been in the garage twice since and not broken out into a cold sweat). Too cool the things he tells you to imagine – you have to morph into the person who you know has the most confidence in the world, hear his voice, picture him, see the fear (or lack of) thru his eyes and… hey presto… relaxed as I was, I morphed, I really did and chuckled a little to my inner self – I now apparently have my confidence, see myself and not feel the fear and will retrain my programming that has gone awry with badly learned anxiety over 8 legged things <taps cheekbone, taps knuckles, left side brain, right side brain>
<cough>
Anyhoo – as all that was happening and I was laying down mid Paul talking to my subconscious as I was imagining playing back the greatest ever fear moment at triple the speed in a reversed comical black and white movie whilst sitting in the projection box looking at the back of my head

, the doorbell rang and it was wife of said neighbour who wanted to check I was OK. We got talking a bit (I’ve only met her once when they first moved in) – neighbours Mom died 2 weeks ago

and dawg is shortly to be put to sleep

, so she was a little tearful.
Perspective.
Bless her for popping around.
Balloon flight has been cancelled as the weather is pants and they’ve cancelled the burn off to music as there’s too much wind in the valley to tether the balloons

such a huge shame, this is a massive event for the big town. Mind you, wouldn’t have gone down to the field for that tho – too many folk there that I know <OK, mebbe not so much confidence, but ‘eh, working on it – taps cheekbone, taps finger>.
Time for a cuppa methinks! I'm tapped ooooot.
<waves to jw>