We have had quite a few dead roaches, some half alive ones and now.....
Imagine for a moment that you are about to step into the shower and you see a roach run right under the door, around, and then start to climb the wall.
There is no where to run because the bathroom is the size of a closet. You can't run out because, well, you were about to get in the shower and you really just aren't hot enough to do that and you will end up scarring your children for life.
What would you do? Oh, and we should add that you have a serious phobia an honest disorder when it comes to roaches. The kind where you joke about it, but only because you are about to cry and you don't want to get into the ugly cry in front of people and them think you are nuts.
Yeah.
I didn't scream...I said aloud "don't freak out don't freak out don't freak out". I decided I had to kill it.
I was going to use my slipper, the only thing around, but honestly couldn't bring myself to throw my favorite slipper away. So I got an empty shampoo bottle out of the trash and smacked it.
I had to flush it.
And then clean it's all of it's guts off the wall.
And throw up in my mouth a little.
It was not a good shower.
I had mosquito bites all over from doing yard work, so every tiny thing made me jumpy and think there was a roach on me. I had a million thoughts running through my head. How many more got in. How many did I not see and where are they now. How did they get past my force field of poison. Where is the breech. Oh maybe it's where the land lord make a whole in the wall to the family room or hallowed out part of the back wall just open to the world saying come lay eggs in these walls look they are open just for bugs! And then left it that way for the weekend! What if there is one on my towel. What if there is one.just.outside.of.the.shower.curtain. or worse in.my.bed. They climb walls.
It took all of my super powers to control my thoughts and try to just decide it's over now and push it out of my head. All while my heart is racing and I want to have a panic attack. Actually I am repeatedly having to do this and am surprised I did not die.
On the other hand any one who has witnessed what happens when I see those evil things will agree that this is a small step for mankind, but a huge step for...me. I mean I should get a medal. Or money.
I have a feeling I am going to have some bad dreams tonight. If I sleep at all.
