Arachnophobia, Second Avènement

So I returned to town yesterday evening and from the moment I entered my apartment I kept an EAGLE eye peeled on every crevice, dark corner, window sill, OPEN FLOOR SPACE, and doorway corner for Spidey in case he'd made a reappearance during my absence...

And, like Jaws, just when I least expected it...

*BAM!!*

I'd relaxed somewhat after an uneventful evening at home and departure and return from boot camp this morning without so much as a stray web strand crossing my path...

I get home after boot camp this morning, shower, change, gather my things, head out my front door and down the front stairs to the front door of my apartment building this morning and see something "tumbling" across the foyer/vestibule out of my peripheral and, thinking it was the usual outdoor leafy riff-raff that blows in when the main door's left open, I dismissed it for the split second it took to process the fact that it didn't just *floof* and stop...

IT KEPT COMING!!

To see me tripping/two-stepping/tap-dancing trying to get past/over him, whacking the hell out of my elbow when I hit the door trying to shove it open as I fell through it, HAD to be entertaining for the neighbors... 

And yes. It was Spidey. I'm sure of it. It was the "MOM" tattoo that gave him away. ;)