Actually two. One in the bathroom and one in the kitchen. I'm housesitting and all alone. You'd think I'd feel triumphant and courageous but I am actually afraid it isn't all the way dead and will come back for revenge. Also, if there's another one, I quit and am going home, where people will kill them for me.
I hate being alone.
ETA: The cat just vomited all over the stereo system. KMN.

Eww. Eww. Eww. Eww.
ReplyDeleteI wish I had not read this post. Now I have a crawling sensation all over me! Aaaahhhhh! :O