The quiet was short lived. Just as I started to take my first sip Colin screamed. About a half a second later before I could even put down my cup he came tearing into the living room. He was white and shaking. He managed to gasp, "There's a roach in my bedroom. It's INSIDE my mosquito net. I opened my eyes and it was right there!"
I hate roaches, even more than spiders! Hate them! The deal is David is supposed to kill all roaches but Dave was gone so I had to handle it. I pulled up my big girl panties, put on some shoes, grabbed the broom and went to slay the monster. Alonzo and Colin grabbed flyswatters and informed me they had my back. I was feeling the love. Then I saw this.
Yes I stopped to take pictures. I was stalling hoping David would suddenly appear and save the day.
How the h-e-double-hockey sticks am I going to be able to get that thing out of there to kill it? I tried knocking it down by swatting it with the broom. That didn't work. Grayson is asleep in that pile of blankets in the bottom bunk. I know right? You would think that the the screaming and lights would wake him up. I wish I could sleep like that. Anyway I can't leave my baby in there with a killer cockroach so I pulled the netting as far into the room and off the bed as I could and hit the roach with the broom again. This time it worked, sort of. Instead of dropping to the floor it ran down the netting straight at me. Dayum those things can move. I screamed! Alonzo and Colin screamed, Grayson slept on. The roach dropped out on the floor at which point I beat the living crap out it with the broom. Victory!
I need a stiff drink. I am not supposed to have to deal with this sort of thing. Alonzo and Colin have gone to back to bed. They took their flyswaters with them. Both of them are crammed into Alonzo's bed. Colin refuses to get back into his own bed. I can't blame him.