Last night Caveman brought in some boxes that he’d had stored in the shed out back for a couple of years. I got up this morning to be greeted by a creepy crawly waving at me from the top of one of the boxes. For those of you who live in the South you won’t need to ask, for those of you who are yankees, I mean the roaches that are a rampant fact of Southern living. After I about blistered his ear off he went to the store to get traps and bait and spray and the kids and I have bee scrubbing the high holy heck out of the kitchen and the rest of the house. To keep our spirits up we’ve been listening to music on youtube. So far this is our favorite:
I’m off to go scrub something again. *shudder* We’ve only seen the one that I saw this morning, but I’m going to be on high alert for a long time. They are not going to invade MY house! I might have to get the .22 out and go clear out the shed!