BLEHHHHHHHHHHHHH
It's been two mornings in a row now where I go into the kitchen, flip on the light and ONE SINGLE ROACH makes a mad dash off my sink counter. BLEHHHHHHHHHHH.
Queue my shreaking and hand-flapping as I run out and the roach dashes into the light socket...thinger.
I suppose that's the price one pays for living in an old, oldass building, and I'm sure there's a nasty neighbor somewhere. This is why I'm probably borderline crazy with my cleaning habits. I wash dishes the second I'm done with them and I don't even leave my water pitcher sitting out anymore.
SO! Off to the hardware store today to get some traps and I dunno...plaster my kitchen walls with them.
Barf.
Good day to curl up inside with a cat and movies, though. Chilly, rainy, and delightfully grey.
Queue my shreaking and hand-flapping as I run out and the roach dashes into the light socket...thinger.
I suppose that's the price one pays for living in an old, oldass building, and I'm sure there's a nasty neighbor somewhere. This is why I'm probably borderline crazy with my cleaning habits. I wash dishes the second I'm done with them and I don't even leave my water pitcher sitting out anymore.
SO! Off to the hardware store today to get some traps and I dunno...plaster my kitchen walls with them.
Barf.
Good day to curl up inside with a cat and movies, though. Chilly, rainy, and delightfully grey.