8 Legged Monsters!

​Since we usually use the weekends to get a lot of stuff done around the house, we used the long weekend to do the cleaning that doesn’t happen regularly. My least favorite of these is dusting, mostly because it also involves washing the sheets since our headboard has shelves as well as a wide surface on top and, my goodness, I’ve never seen dust accumulate the way it does upstairs! And, as gravity predicts, the dust falls and while I do try and avoid getting it on the bed, there’s just too much of it to not wash the sheets afterwards.
Having the extra days off also allowed us to let loose a little. Mike does not drink often, and I might have one cocktail before dinner and a glass of wine while eating. But this past Saturday we imbibed more than usual and stayed up a bit later, which was monumental considering that morning I had woken up before 4 and never fell back asleep.
So, we head upstairs to be welcomed by the bare bed because the sheets had been forgotten in the dryer. Fun stuff.
Ok…bed made, Mike heads into his office to do computer stuff as he does every night and I head into my bathroom to get ready for bed. When I lifted the lid to the toilet there was an enormous disgusting cockroach ON THE SEAT!! Right where my little tushy goes! I lived in Florida so it’s not the biggest one I’ve ever seen, but yikes, it practically took up half the seat! Not really, but still, not what I want to be looking at at the moment.
I, of course, scream, as I am prone to do when startled by bugs, lizards, spiders and things in general I am not expecting to encounter. My mother and I have had many belly laugh-inducing situations involving standing on chairs, screaming and then laughing at each other. I am chuckling white typing as I’m sure she is chuckling while reading this.
Mike, ever my knight in shining armor, comes running to make sure I’m ok. I explained why I shrieked so loudly and walked away shuddering to go change my undies while he took care of it for me. He’s the best 😊
This wasn’t as bad as the time one landed on my thigh while I was peeing, but this wasn’t ideal. Here in Arizona, the warm weather makes the creepy crawlies seek shelter and it doesn’t help that we don’t use the shower in that bathroom, giving it a nice dry pipe to walk up with its disgusting sticky feet.
Here’s to hoping this is my only bug story of the summer!