Of stress and work and roaches
I'll be honest; part of me is really dreading con season. I wonder whether or not I have the time or energy to prepare for conventions on top of work and everything else. I feel weary and downtrodden thinking about it, but I've already committed to these weekends(and I desperately need some income), so I intend to see them through.
Hopefully I won't see any sleepless nights in my future. That's when I'll inevitably crack.
...Last night I had an encounter with a roach that ranks up there with the worst of them. (Disclaimer: If any of you are especially squeamish when it comes to roaches, you may want to consider skipping this part.)
It was nearly one in the morning, and I was winding down for bed. I was doing the typical things: brushing my teeth, applying medication to my face, etc. As I was leaning over the counter, I felt something on my shin. At the time I was wearing a long, thick skirt and thought it might have brushed against me in a weird way, but I pulled it up to check my leg regardless. I saw nothing. I shrugged and went back to what I was doing, and then I felt it again...this time much higher up my thigh. I squealed and flailed a little bit, shaking my skirt but still not seeing anything. I paused for a moment, and a roach finally dropped from its hiding place and onto the floor. It had practically been clinging to my underwear by that point...right there on the inner thigh.
I'm surprised I didn't scream. Yeah, I squealed like I said, but I marched out of the bathroom immediately, muttering death threats and in search of the Raid. The roach had crossed the line of all lines, and he was gonna get it. I found the Raid and ended his life for his trespasses.
I think it's fair to say you feel somewhat violated when a creature like that makes a determined dash for your nether regions. Luckily I'm not very afraid of them...I imagine I would have been very upset otherwise.
*Shudders*... Ugh.
Hopefully I won't see any sleepless nights in my future. That's when I'll inevitably crack.
...Last night I had an encounter with a roach that ranks up there with the worst of them. (Disclaimer: If any of you are especially squeamish when it comes to roaches, you may want to consider skipping this part.)
It was nearly one in the morning, and I was winding down for bed. I was doing the typical things: brushing my teeth, applying medication to my face, etc. As I was leaning over the counter, I felt something on my shin. At the time I was wearing a long, thick skirt and thought it might have brushed against me in a weird way, but I pulled it up to check my leg regardless. I saw nothing. I shrugged and went back to what I was doing, and then I felt it again...this time much higher up my thigh. I squealed and flailed a little bit, shaking my skirt but still not seeing anything. I paused for a moment, and a roach finally dropped from its hiding place and onto the floor. It had practically been clinging to my underwear by that point...right there on the inner thigh.
I'm surprised I didn't scream. Yeah, I squealed like I said, but I marched out of the bathroom immediately, muttering death threats and in search of the Raid. The roach had crossed the line of all lines, and he was gonna get it. I found the Raid and ended his life for his trespasses.
I think it's fair to say you feel somewhat violated when a creature like that makes a determined dash for your nether regions. Luckily I'm not very afraid of them...I imagine I would have been very upset otherwise.
*Shudders*... Ugh.