I'm going to wax hysterical for a moment...fair warning.

In the last three days I have had to forcibly relocate seven spiders. And I'm not talking little cute ones, either. The ones I speak of make furrows in the carpet as they go and scratching sounds inside the cabinets and closets. Seriously. I don't mind spiders day to day, but there are only so many times I can reach for something and see movement perilously close to my hand before the rational All Gods' Creatures™ part of my brain fries itself away in a sick surge of adrenaline.

Anyone else had this problem? Any solution that doesn't involve poison or panic attacks?