I'm also of the school that I will leave spiders alone or admire them if they are outside, but when they're in the house, they get the newspaper. And I don't mean the little tiny ones that live in teh corners - my cats deal with those. I mean these really huge things...don't know what they are. Their leg spans from the tip of one leg to the tip of the opposite leg is about the span across a milk cap. Maybe not big to some, but I hate seeing these things in the house. And they move very very fast, and I don't know if they're poisonous or not and I just don't want them crawling over me when I'm sleeping.
I know once my mom had some weird spiders living in the house at one point a few years back. They were about half the size of a dime, had black bodies and little white spots. And here's the fun part - they knew how to jump and waft around on a string of web. I remember vividly watching one as I was picking my laundry up off the floor, and it leapt from the top of the towel closet and attempted to land in my hair. Umm, no - do not want. Glad I never saw those freaky things ever again.
I've seen some impressive spiders in the backyard - I know one day I was walking my mom's dog in the summer and looking under rocks for snakes, and I found this massive spider that looked like a tarantula and had a great big egg sac attached to it. I wasn't going to kill it, but I wanted to watch it because I'd never seen a spider so big. Then the dog decided it looked appetizing and ate it in one slurp.
I'm not creeped out by bugs in general...but it's another story when they start crawling on me or flying in my face. I think butterflies are beautiful, but I'll take my shoe off and smack one out of the air if it flies in my face. And I'll run screaming blue murder if one of those crane flies buzzes near me. I don't know why I do this...I just don't like things flying in my face.