Grossage!

This will probably totally gross everyone out and make them not want to come and see me (boo! hiss!) but I guess I can honestly say I won't blame you. Too much. ;-)

ANYways, right after we moved in we found a bug crawling around on the counter and we killed it and told the people we rent from about it. Pesticide guy came and 'treated for crawling insects'. Then called us and let us know that the guy who lived there before (that the cops came looking for, remember) owned geckos and iguanas and whatnot, and that it was probably a loose feeder cricket or SOMEthing.

Monday I found another one. This time I put it in a plastic container to bring to the office. Well, I showed them alright. The 'guys' were there. One suggested (before seeing it) that it was a box elder bug. Maybe I look like a hysterical female or something that is scurred of bugs, but please. Give me some credit. I trapped and was carrying the stupid thing. (How could he know that I grew up playing with frogs and toads and daddy longlegs and grubs [grode]?) The lady behind the desk was all like, 'It's not going to jump out at me, is it?' Haha. No. It won't. So, the other guy said that box elder bugs were black and orange. I had completely forgotten that point, but I also just knew it wasn't a box elder bug. So they all grouped around the plastic container, and the property manager realized the hubub and came out to investigate. So there were 4 people plus me crowded around this thing waiting to get a peek. When I opened it and the little beastie was revealed, there was a general drawing back and intake of breath. Yep. It was the dreaded cucaracha. So, great. The property manager was all like, 'Oh, well, that was a really clean apartment, even while the previous tenants lived there, so they aren't in the apartment. It's all a matter of finding where they're coming from'. I was all like, 'Oh, ok.' but inside was thinking, whatever. Then I told her that the cops came to find the previous tenants of the apartment... at 2 a.m. She apologized for it, saying that she'll call the cops again and TRIPLE check with them that he does not live there, nor ANYwhere on the property. With this frustrated air. Ugh.

Overall: I can't wait for our 13 months to be up. I hope I win the powerball tonight. So we can build a 1 million dollar house, pay off our debts and our parent's, give the brothers 1 mil each, and make sure that we have enough to pay someone to clean our house for the rest of our lives. :D I think the approx. 148 million dollars would do that. Cash option, of course. I'm going to, you watch.