Ok, No, you're not.
I think the deal with spiders comes for most of us for at least 3 reasons. 1). Eight legs. This is bad for them and us because it makes a spider with a half-centimeter body look like a spider the size af a pancake. It also means that you can't 'herd' them out of the way, because there's no way of knowing which direction they will run. I mean, if a cockroach shows up, nudge it with a kleenex, and you know where it will head. (Okay, bad example, moosh that bastage, too.) If any 6 legged insect moves suddenly 5 inches sideways, then you have another problem. 2). Too many damm eyes! Not only that, but they're all over the place, different sizes for no apparent reason, and they look at you without reason or mercy. 3.) Fangs. Fangs, in my book, go a long way towards losing trust. and 3a). They're spiders. I had a truce with spiders, a live-and-let-live situation like your corner-dwellers around about the time I read that barnyard novel in elementary school about the pig who had a friend spider, whatever the name of the book was. Oh. Charlotte's Web. That bought them about 2 years of shaky co-existence with me.
Snakes are fine, though.