I'm creeped out by bugs. Living on my own, I can deal with daddy long legs spiders. I don't like them, but I don't really freak out when I see them. I don't strive to immediately end their lives. I don't like littler spiders, and will try to take care of them. But what I hate? Centipedes. So last night, I was about to get in the shower, and was working on unbraiding my hair (I have really long hair--down to my knees when unbraided). I heard my youngest cat playing in the plastic of the toilet paper packaging. I didn't think much of it, until she moved quickly across the bathroom. Waitaminute. I looked down at her--sans contacts--and she looked up. At that point, a centipede went darting away from her--towards me. I have a tiny bathroom. I gave a short staccato yelp and jumped back. I looked. I couldn't see the centipede anywhere. :sigh: So, I had a change of plans, and got up super early this morning to shower, hoping there would be no signs of the centipede. There weren't. :whew: But nonetheless, I decided not to clean my bathroom today. I think I'll give it a few days rest. Tonight's plans were in my bedroom.
My alarm had just made noise, telling me my 30 minutes were up, and I took my "after" picture. I looked up. There, above my dresser on my ceiling was the centipede. The body is about two inches long--incidentally, I should mention that I've already taken my contacts out tonight when this happened. (I'm not completely blind without contacts. I can see close up without glasses just fine--I'm typing this without glasses, and having no problems. At any rate, I didn't know what to do. I don't have a step stool in my bedroom. I grabbed some cleaning spray to convince it down to my height, but instead it crawled on the ceiling above my armoire. We've no gone from bad to worse. I decide I'm going to grab my step stool from my kitchen, but as I'm walking towards the door, the centipede has completely disappeared. Gone. I catch a brief glimpse of it on the wall just above the stuff on my armoir. I now have no idea where it is, but it's in there somewhere. I don't know what to do. Part of me thinks I should sleep in my living room, but I'm reminded of the day I was working from home, and suddenly my youngest cat is on the couch next to me. There, behind me, on the wall, was a centipede. So, it's possible the next destination of this beast is my living room... Sleep is overrated, I guess.
Anyway, after my nightmare, here's today's progress.
The area around my nightstand is a mess. In fact, look at it here:
I'd explain why there are two right shoes there, since I don't keep shoes in my bedroom normally, but let's just chalk it up to me being messy and lazy. Sound good? (I don't know where the mate is to either one, incidentally.)
I spent my half hour neatening up this area--including dusting the walls. I am a crazy cat lady, so there's a lot of cat hair in my house. For some reason, it likes to stick to my walls. If I knew how to prevent it, I'd do that, but I don't, so I just have a lot of cat hair on my walls. I also vacuumed, and that included wrapping the cord back up and putting the vacuum back where I found it (which is not away--see, I have a lot to work on!). So, go me!
You can see here that I've managed to get it mostly neatened up. I also moved the lamp stand back so it's against the bedroom wall. That way the cats can't get back there--especially my anti-litter box cat. I cleaned the plexiglass around the hampers, too. Plus, I brought the humidifier to my kitchen to be cleaned and put away until the winter. (I tend to get bad colds that turn into coughs that last for a month at a time. If I can catch it in time and get humidifier going, sometimes I can prevent the cough from lasting as long. But, you may note, it's summer in Minnesota, and humidity is not a problem. The humidifier could've been put away months ago.)
And now...to run into my bedroom and grab my pajamas. I will sleep on my couch tonight. But at least I can brush my teeth tonight, a privilege I was denied last night.
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