....and this is not a cutesy title referring to annoying children. Nope. We are talking about the real deal. As in a cockroach woke me up by scurrying over my leg. Yep....If this preggo belly weren't in my way I might gnaw my own leg off to get rid of the icky feeling. Husband doesn't understand. He is in fact a little annoyed that I have not just rolled over and gone back to sleep(are you serious dude...can you say, scene of the crime? I think I have ptsd), and even more annoyed that I will not turn off the light(yeah right...if I turn off the light...they will come and get me!). I think I have compromised nicely by not insisting that he burn our bed...right now. I'll let him wait until after 6am.
Lest you think I am overreacting...this is not my first roach this season. In fact, I have had to kill at least 2 roaches a day for over a week now...one of which came to my notice when it ended up on my arm as I walked thru a dark curtained doorway. WE SPRAYED JUST A FEW MONTHS AGO! It has worked every other year, what roaches managed to get thru were always one twitch away from dying when we found them. Have the roaches mutated? Do we have the MRSA among roaches living in our house? And seriously, what insane pioneer rolled thru this area of Texas long ago and thought, "Roaches...check, fire ants...check, insane heat and humidity....check, mold. snakes. alligators. swamps. hurricanes...check, check, check. This looks like a GREAT place to raise a family!" Seriously. Cause now a whole lot of my friends and family live here, and it makes it that much harder to move to someplace sane.