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last night i went to the bed with the light on in hopes that it would be the last time, given that jay hadn't seen any cockroaches in the past two nights and we now have all these baits and traps and what not. but around four fifteen, i heard eleanor jump off the bed and start cooing like she was interested in something. groggily, i sat up and moved my purse to discover that she was playing with another one. the raid was on my nightstand, and i used it- the roach died quickly. but i knew i wouldn't be able to sleep again, so after sweeping up the roach and flushing its carcass down the toilet, i went for a drive, avoiding my bed until the sun came up fully so i could finally sleep. it didn't really help.