A Little Late Night Excitement

Nothing has the power to give me a jolt of adrenaline and make my skin crawl simultaneously like the sight of a 2" roach in my house. Last night as we were about to retire for the evening, our pre-bedtime routine was interrupted by the most vile of God's creations in our bathroom. As Hubby was trying to kill it, I saw it crawl from his side of the counter to mine, where it crawled on my bottle of facial cleanser and my toothpaste. MY TOOTHPASTE!! I am telling myself that I don't have to throw away everything on the counter. I can spray it with Lysol and then wash it with soap and water. I don't have to waste the products. I will be brave. (Maybe if I say it enough, I'll start to believe it?)

Time to give our pest control people a call.

*Shudder*