We do have lives outside of Fiverr, don’t we? And life can be tiresome. Today, I thought it would be nice to have an omelette with cheese and spinach mushroom innards. It was delicious, thanks for asking.
However, a jumping spider (this means exactly what you fear) had foolishly jumped into my oil jug and drowned. I did accidentally fry the spider to a crisp as I went around screaming.
I then threw the fried spider and oil away, and started again with a new oil bottle.
I still irrationally believe the old bottle may have hints of spider poo and/or other spider stuff, and will no longer cook from it (until I absentmindedly forget and discover the greatest cooking innovation of 2016).
So, what’s your trouble?