12am: A crawling sensation on the back of my neck. I tell myself to ignore it.
12:15am: Slapped something that felt a lot like a bug and threw it across the room. Couldn’t tell if it actually got away from me because we are all sleeping in the same room and Cool Baby would wake up if I turned the light on. Cool Dad says it’s “just my imagination.”
Rest of the night: Itching, telling myself to ignore, getting very frustrated because I am so tired, then itching some more. Clearly, my mind is playing tricks on me. Not being able to turn on the light doesn’t help at all.
5am: Cool Baby wakes up. In the complete darkness, I happen to notice a half-inch dark, roundish thing about 6 inches from where I had been sleeping. It’s not moving, but I grab a random shirt from across the room to pick it up. I move to the light of the bathroom to inspect. Yep. A roach. At least it’s a small one. And somewhat cute, as roaches go.
Nevertheless, I was indeed sleeping with a roach last night.
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From the title, I was afraid that you were mad at me for something…
Does this factor into your cool home showdown (i.e. your post regarding FL vs. NY)?
When I started reading the post, I wasn’t sure whether or not I should continue, in the interest of preservation my peace during sleep. Oh, I cannot imagine.
A doctor friend of mine told us the other day about a lady who came in the other day. She had slept on the floor and woke up to a bug being stuck in her ear. She could hear it, and they had to flush it out. Yuck!
Annie-I hope and pray that never happens to me. After reading your comment, Cool Dad and I were even considering wearing earplugs to bed! ha
Yuck, yuck, yuck! I’m itching just THINKING about it! Yuck!
I’m sure that your husband is glad that the roach you refer to in your post title is actually an insect….
That is pretty yucky…