When I was living in Hawaii, I was staying at a hostel in a room with 3 other young women. On this particular night, only two of us were there, and the other girl was asleep. I was washing my hands in the bathroom when the biggest cockroach I have ever seen went scurrying across the floor: the thing had joints in its legs. I am not exaggerating.It was about the size of the palm of my hand. I screamed, and lept out of the bathroom, which woke the other girl up. At first, she was very annoyed with me, but when I told her about the cockroach, her eyes grew wide, and she said “Oh my God.”
I made sure to close the door behind me, so the thing couldn’t escape. Neither the other girl nor me were from Hawaii, and neither of us was used to dealing with cockroaches, but there was a third girl staying there, who did come from Hawaii, and we knew that she would be back soon. We assured each other that she would deal with it, and that she would probably laugh at both of us for being such girls.
No such luck. When the third totally Hawaiian girl came back, I explained the situation to her, while laughing at myself, and suggested to her that because she was from Hawaii, and far more used to cockroaches than we were, that she would probably have no problem killing it? Her eyes grew wide as saucers. She shook her head, and said “Oh, no. You are much braver than I am.”
There were a bunch of young surfer dudes next door whom I was friendly with. I could have and should have asked one of them to kill it. But for some reason I can’t explain, I decided to do it myself. I took a cast iron skillet into the bathroom, and mercifully, the thing had situated itself in the middle of the shower floor-and ideal location. I whacked the thing as hard as I could, but after the first whack, the thing was still alive, or at least intact. I had to whack it a second time to really kill it. The Hawaiian girl cleaned everything up, thank God, because I’d had enough by that point.
I swore to myself after that, that I would never kill a bug again while there was a man around, and I never have. I will only kill a bug if there isn’t a man withing 50 miles. If there is a man around, he will kill it, not me. No apologies, no regrets π
He should have claimed to have thrown his back out-that would be more convincing. When people have a bad back, it really doesn’t take much to throw it out, but pulling a hamstring while playing pool? LOL. So cute π
My furnace has gone out again. My furnace is 42 years old. So far, I have spent over 1000 dollars on repairs, hoping that those repairs could get it through till spring. They have not: every time one thing is repaired, another problem appears. The furnace guy assures me that at this time of year, frozen pipes are not something I need to worry about.
I am blessed to still have my mother, and I am blessed that I can live with my mother until the weather warms up. Please pray for me, please pray that I do not drive my mother crazy, or vica versa. π If all goes according to plan, I will replace the furnace over the summer, so I should only have to live with Mom for the next month or two. I am on my way over there now.
Signed,
Shivering in Massachusetts π
How many bales of hay did you stack in other farmers’ barns before you graduated from high school?
How many more bales did you add to that total before graduating from college?
LikeLiked by 1 person
When I was living in Hawaii, I was staying at a hostel in a room with 3 other young women. On this particular night, only two of us were there, and the other girl was asleep. I was washing my hands in the bathroom when the biggest cockroach I have ever seen went scurrying across the floor: the thing had joints in its legs. I am not exaggerating.It was about the size of the palm of my hand. I screamed, and lept out of the bathroom, which woke the other girl up. At first, she was very annoyed with me, but when I told her about the cockroach, her eyes grew wide, and she said “Oh my God.”
I made sure to close the door behind me, so the thing couldn’t escape. Neither the other girl nor me were from Hawaii, and neither of us was used to dealing with cockroaches, but there was a third girl staying there, who did come from Hawaii, and we knew that she would be back soon. We assured each other that she would deal with it, and that she would probably laugh at both of us for being such girls.
No such luck. When the third totally Hawaiian girl came back, I explained the situation to her, while laughing at myself, and suggested to her that because she was from Hawaii, and far more used to cockroaches than we were, that she would probably have no problem killing it? Her eyes grew wide as saucers. She shook her head, and said “Oh, no. You are much braver than I am.”
There were a bunch of young surfer dudes next door whom I was friendly with. I could have and should have asked one of them to kill it. But for some reason I can’t explain, I decided to do it myself. I took a cast iron skillet into the bathroom, and mercifully, the thing had situated itself in the middle of the shower floor-and ideal location. I whacked the thing as hard as I could, but after the first whack, the thing was still alive, or at least intact. I had to whack it a second time to really kill it. The Hawaiian girl cleaned everything up, thank God, because I’d had enough by that point.
I swore to myself after that, that I would never kill a bug again while there was a man around, and I never have. I will only kill a bug if there isn’t a man withing 50 miles. If there is a man around, he will kill it, not me. No apologies, no regrets π
LikeLiked by 1 person
I jumped the foxtrotting thing but it eluded me. I am deflated.
LikeLiked by 2 people
LOL π OMG. Did I succeed where Simon failed? I never thought that possible! π
Don’t be deflated, Simon. As my Dad used to say when his dog would come home all beat up, “You can’t win them all, Rex” π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Is this cockroach in your house?!? I think that is probably a dumb question. I think that it probably is in your house. OMG. I am so sorry.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I might have pulled a hamstring (hammie).
LikeLiked by 2 people
That is terrible π¦ Damn cockroach.
LikeLiked by 2 people
I think I might get back up onto that horse.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Joking about the hamstring.
It was my little bro’s signature move whenever he failed at something. It was hilarious because some of us knew when he was faking it!
LikeLiked by 2 people
That is cute π
LikeLike
Even when he was bowling, throwing darts, and playing pool (poorly).
LikeLiked by 1 person
He should have claimed to have thrown his back out-that would be more convincing. When people have a bad back, it really doesn’t take much to throw it out, but pulling a hamstring while playing pool? LOL. So cute π
LikeLiked by 1 person
He played college basketball and golf. Was a hell of an athlete but his hammie would go out while throwing darts and such.
LikeLiked by 1 person
LOL π So funny π
LikeLike
Remember how bad you would cramp up sometimes after your 440 yard leg of mile relay?
Nothing like a Camel nonfilter to ease that. Am I right?!?
LikeLiked by 1 person
Nonfilter cigarettes? Yuck. I don’t like having little bits of tobacco in my mouth. Yuck π
LikeLiked by 1 person
How about little bits of the herb?
LikeLiked by 1 person
Nope. π
LikeLike
They are actually tastier than tobacco.
Throw a cigarette butt and a roach into a pond and see which one the fish eat first.
LikeLiked by 1 person
LOL π
LikeLike
But, to your question, Simon. It sounds like you have been bested by a cockroach. How are you coping? How are you moving on? π
LikeLiked by 1 person
By posting about the experience.
LikeLiked by 1 person
We are here for you, Simon. I bet you will get this cockroach in the end π This story is still being written π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Amen my Sister in Jesus Christ the Messiah.
LikeLiked by 1 person
My furnace has gone out again. My furnace is 42 years old. So far, I have spent over 1000 dollars on repairs, hoping that those repairs could get it through till spring. They have not: every time one thing is repaired, another problem appears. The furnace guy assures me that at this time of year, frozen pipes are not something I need to worry about.
I am blessed to still have my mother, and I am blessed that I can live with my mother until the weather warms up. Please pray for me, please pray that I do not drive my mother crazy, or vica versa. π If all goes according to plan, I will replace the furnace over the summer, so I should only have to live with Mom for the next month or two. I am on my way over there now.
Signed,
Shivering in Massachusetts π
LikeLiked by 2 people
Praying, dear Shivering!ππΌ
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thank you, Nanda π
LikeLiked by 1 person