This year I moved up into a new position at my job. This is a great thing because it came with a raise as well as a new avenue to explore at my job. However it also came with more responsibilities and a later work schedule. Last night I got home from work around 10:00 p.m., much later than I usually get home. I had a full day at work and knew that I was in for the exact same thing today. Plus I wanted to prepare some meals for the weekend. Lately I have been slacking off with my meal preparations around Thursday and letting that run through Sunday resulting in us eating out more. So both of these things were on my mind and causing me to have a hard time sleeping.
To try to work through this I was doing my sleepy time yoga in bed to help and calm my body while releasing some tension. Fortunately the hubs is a fairly heavy sleeper, so I rarely bother him with this. As I got ready to sleep again I saw that worst thing that one can see while lying in bed. A giant, no I mean GIANT bug crawling up the wall. If you want to know what this bug looked like google “madagascar hissing beetle”. Now I’m sure that this isn’t what it really was, but when I saw it the vision immediately took me back to elementary school science and pictures of these little devils!
Of course I had no choice but to jump out of bed screaming at 5:00 a.m. and woke up my husband. He looked at the wall, freaked out and jumped out of bed too. (Did I mention that our bed is up against this wall?) At this point we had 2 choices. Ask this creature to pay rent if he wanted to stay or evict him NOW! We chose the eviction. My husband likes to spray bugs and watch them die so he doesn’t have to touch them while they are alive. However I am doing my best to keep this house as “natural” as possible. So all of our household cleaners are made out of vinegar, baking soda, witch hazel, essential oils and such. He says that these things only, “give bugs more power” and that “they would just go and tell their friends that we serve great cocktails at our apartment.” Funny…not.
Our first plan was to capture the bug in a cup with a postcard to seal it. This worked, but right before he got it out the door the thing flew out of the cup. You heard me, FLEW! He flew right under our desk and then crawled under the bed where we store things. (Remember we have a tiny apartment.) At that point I’m screaming just grab it! He’s saying I have to spray it! We had reached a conundrum. We got out the flashlight and found that he was hiding in a box under the bed. At that point I’m asking him why we have an empty cardboard box under the friggin bed?!?! He says, well if we had some Raid this wouldn’t even be a problem.
Finally we ended up moving our mattress and then sealing the box under the bed. Together we slid the box from under the bed and then he picked the whole thing up and threw it outside. Before he could toss it I made him check to make sure the monster was in the box. After all of that we looked at each other and laughed. I decided to get up at that point and make my meals for the next couple days while he got ready for work. At that moment I realized something, this little incident could have easily resulted in a big fight where we blamed each other for our predicament. In the early days of our relationship it certainly would have. But it actually was a bit of a blessing because it gave us a chance to conquer something as a team. It also gave us time to chat a bit since my coming home late has taken away some of our talk time.
So NO this is NOT an invitation for Maddy (short for Madagascar hissing devil) to come back. But I’m glad that we were able to find the benefit of his presence.