Thursday, January 7, 2010
The Bug
So the other night I was laying in bed, watching some tv and preparing for my 8 uninterrupted hours of sleep I had ahead of me. I turn my light off, lay my head on the pillow and then out of the corner of my eye I see something on my ceiling. Of course I then jump up, turn the light on and see a HUGE centipede thing crawling on my ceiling. I kid you not it had at least 500 legs. Sick nasty. I then run to the bathroom and grab tissues to squash the bug. So I go to kill the bug and it moves a little so I only get a few of it's hundreds of legs. It then proceeds to fall on my bed and then tuck and roll under it. EWWWW! So now I am wide awake. There is no sleeping happening until this bug is caught. I then sit in the middle of my bed, periodically checking around for the creature for about 2 hours. Yes, I was really that bothered by the little bug. I finally decide that maybe I am overreacting. Please, let's be real I don't overreact ever Ha. Okay, so I go to close my eyes, just a test run because the lights are still on and I start seeing the bug crawling all over me. Nope, not going to sleep till I catch it I tell myself. Another 15 minutes pass and it is now nearing 2:30am and I am tired. I finally decide that if I cocoon myself into all of my sheets and blankets that the bug can't harm me, touch me, etc. So as I am cocooning, I roll over to face my pillow to lay my head down and there it is. The little disgusting thing is crawling on the wall above my pillow. AHHH! Yes, I probably woke the neighbors. I jumped up and grabbed the one thing I knew would get him, my black stiletto. I grabbed my shoe and smacked the bug and it fell on the ground, finally lifeless. Yes, I prevailed!! So finally I grab some tissues pick the bug up, flush it and now I can finally sleep after my 3 hour interruption. I get in my bed fall asleep and awaken at 6am to my own screams. Why you ask? Oh because I was dreaming of being attacked by an army of centipedes. After I calmed down and realized that I was actually not covered in bugs I fell back asleep. I did not however use my bathroom the next morning in fear that the bug was waiting for me with an army. Let's just say it was a long day at work the next day.
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3 comments:
Bless your heart, I would be traumatized for life! I HATE bugs!!
That sounds awful!! Is there anyone in the world who can sleep knowing that there is a BUG in their BED?! I think not. Those things with all the legs aren't right...too unpredictable and ugh, just, yeah, I want to stop thinking about this now.
I can tell lots of stories of roaches in my first house and how one ran across my face in the middle of the night... Gross, Gross, Gross...I couldn't sleep either..
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