Itsy Bitsy Spider...

As I passed through the kitchen yesterday morning I walked through something that felt like a spider string, only much, much tougher. It was, in fact, a spider string but quite a bit thicker than any that I have felt. I followed the string up to the ceiling fan and this is what I found:

I pointed out this large spider when Art got home tonight and told him to kill it (spiders are my number one fear) and he refused (I swear he doesn't love me). He said that it will catch the flies and I told him I don't need it to catch flies because I have the ever-attractive-sticky-paper hanging from the fan. He then told me that it was just a barn spider and to not 'freak out' about it. I told him that I don't live in a barn and, yes, I will freak out about it. We compromised and Art captured in and put it outside.