Spiders Just Aren't My Thing

Anyone that knows me well knows that I hate spiders. Everything about them grosses me out, and depending on the size I even have a hard time killing them because I am terrified that they are going to somehow jump on me. Today I walked out my front door to put some trash in the outside trash can. On the way back in I saw the below picture. My heart started pounding!! It was huge. I hurried and ran in the door frame and slammed the door, since the spider was on the outside. I told Cody about the spider and he yelled at me to go and kill it. I grabbed my fly swatter and headed out the garage to go around to the front door (I couldn't risk opening the front door and having it come in). I was to big of a wuss to kill it. So I made Cody come out and do it. He wasn't to pleased with my lack of ability to kill it myself. Here are how the events unfolded... Thanks to the amazing zoom on my camera I got this picture, I was a good 4 feet away from it
Cody brave enough to mess with it
It's nasty guts smeared on the cement. I couldn't be happier.