Stop being afraid of bugs!

wow, i just had a particularly amusing and yet still painfully awful encounter with a cockroach in my bedroom. this thing was HUGE. of course, i couldn’t go near it, as my irrational fear of bugs will only let me get close enough to see it and freak out about it. so i recruited my friend jacques to kill it. jacques is built and pretty muscular, so i figured he’d have little trouble putting the roach out of sight. but he (like me) froze up and couldn’t do it. so i found another kid to help us, who finally, after chasing it around a cardboard box for a little while, killed it and then chased around my friend jacques with the shoe that did the damage, while jacques screamed and freaked out. haha!

I have a special vacuum. It is small and mostly worn out, but more importantly I have kept it because it provides enough distance between me and the insects that I find myself having to remove from my cozy apartment. With the flip of a button, they disappear. Not too long ago the wand on this vacuum broke leaving me in the position of having to get much too close to my dreaded companions. And then in a further stroke of bad luck while sucking up a brown furry spider that attempted to visit me in my kitchen one night; the vacuum became plugged. The truth is I pictured the spider with all eight legs stretched as far as they could go resisting his fate and it was actually he who caused the dreaded malfunction of my trusty insect remover. I’ve lived in fear knowing that I needed to deal with my half functioning, spider plugged, vacuum before I found myself in the position of another attack. I, of course, put it off for too long and this morning while drying my hair was accosted by a rather enormous (and I’m not kidding) centipede. Bright red and hideous I knew I had to do something and the vacuum was not an option. In a moment of brilliance I covered him with a 7-11 Big Gulp cup. So there he sits. The only thing between the two of us is a thin wall of plastic.

What was I to do? Well the only thing a single women of 42 can do. I rushed out and bought a new vacuum. It’s small. It has a disposable bags so that I don’t have to deal with having to empty a bug filled canister. And best of all it has a full size wand which will put about 4 feet between me and any future visitors. Now I just have to get back in that bathroom….lift the cup…...oh boy…...

As for my commitment to stop being afraid of bugs?

I’ll deal with it tomorrow.