My Image Is Ruined!

I was going to take a shower this morning in Andrew's shower, since I was feeling a little lazy and I could lay down in his. Remembering the cockroach story that he just told me. I went in prepared for battle. Looked in the shower...good. Looked at the curtain...good. Looked at the towels next to the tub...good. Took a leak...good. One last check, I'll hit the curtain to just double check.

And at that point my heart jumped out of my body. Not that a cockroach is going to kill me, but they are just disgusting creatures and they are crazy fast. Booked it out of the bathroom to figure out my plan of killing this thing. As I walked out, I saw something move across the ground and in that moment...I thought I was having a heart attack...I thought, oh crap, it's now loose in the house....I thought, I'm going to die. Thankfully it was just a string on my pajama pants (which by the way has a tear from my butt to my right foot).

Grab my phone, because I wanted evidence of the size of this thing. Went back in and found it climbing back into the tub. Got a quick picture (which doesn't do the size justice). Grab the plunger and went to kill. It took off into a whole under the faucet (not a whole in the wall, but in the actual faucet, don't know the reason for it, but I will be calling the maker and informing them of their design flaw).

Here is the cockroach that got away. They say when there is one, there is thousands. I'm freaked. I was just telling someone that it can crawl into your ear and lay eggs in your brain. Thank goodness the cockroach we have are 3" and can't fit in my ear.

If you were still wondering. Yes, I did take a shower. I just took one in mine with a very watchful eye.