Man vänjer sig.

Only a week after I made my hallway look at least reasonably tidy, I have managed to fill it up again with an Ivar storage system: 12 side units, 37 shelves and 10 cross-braces. If I had bought all this at IKEA it would have cost me over 3,000 SEK, so it was definitely worth rummaging around in a dusty basement and unscrewing the screws using sunjan's pair of foldable scissors as we had forgotten to bring screwdrivers. At least I know how to spend my weekend now...

We also found a fucking ginormous spider, probably a Tegenaria atrica, the biggest I've seen outside a vivarium. I swear it had a body of at least 3 cm. I suppose it has been living a comfortable life with no enemies and plenty of food. I'm quite happy it was Carolina who found it and not me; I would definitely have panicked instead of just making an impressive jump back. Thankfully, she is not arachnophobic and managed to get it onto a piece of paper and outdoors while I was standing at the other end of the room. "But if we'd found a snake I would have been the jumpy one..." However, much as I dislike and fear spiders ("hate" is a much too personal term; I have never talked to one long enough to get to know it), I can't help feeling a bit sorry for it getting evacuated from its nice home, just like that; I don't suppose it will survive for long outside. Some of you share my phobia, which is why I have whited this section out.