The Mouse and The Roach

For a long time now, I've been the girl who will smash the bug. Any hippies who are reading, please realize they are tress passing and I have every right to kill them. Anyways, there is only one bug that truly disturbs me, that I don't want to be near even to kill it.

That my friends..is the roach. Anyone can attest that this brings out the inner girl in me and I shriek and scream and yell for help. About a month ago, I saw one of these lovely creatures in my house. I stood in the kitchen, frozen for a moment unsure what to do. Screaming will only make it run, and no one is here to help me with one of my biggest fears. I looked at the bug, looked around, looked at the bug, looked at my cats..no one can help. I felt so weak and helpless by this stupid little bug that I almost cried.

But I didn't.

I took my 5 inch heel off my right foot, aimed..fired. Dead. The cats ran away, they were of no help. I had this overwhelming sense of accomplishment and pride that I could face my fear, because other then hiding in another room, I didn't really have any options.

Fast forward to last night. I woke up around 3.30 am and couldn't get back to sleep. I got up, had a smoke, had a drink of water.. nothing helped. Around 4.45, I hear Gandalf on the floor running around which, is a little abnormal for this time of night. I flip the switch and look over the edge of the bed.. and he's found a new toy..in the form of a dead mouse. Hey..at least it was dead, right? At least it wasn't on the bed, right? This doesn't exactly gross me out, however it was unpleasant dealing with the remains. Something much suited for someone who doesn't have an inner girly side that was gagging at 5 am.

These are those times in life, when you can wish that someone else was there, but for only the 5 minutes that you need them. But then, you go back to sleep and wake up in the morning, glad to be there alone again. You don't have to share the bathroom, or get dressed in the dark. highs and lows.

**side note... Please don't think I live like a disgusting slob. This is the first encounter I have EVER had with a mouse, and the roach..well they happen everywhere from time to time.