Some things just Bug me...

Trevor had to leave for work this morning at 5 AM! I think it is downright wrong for people to be expected to even be awake before that time in the morning, let alone awake AND leaving for work! It's always hard for me to get back to sleep after  he goes, so I toss and turn until I convince myself to get up. This morning I was walking around our apt around 6 or so. I don't think I was expected so early, because there were bugs everywhere! The king of all potato bugs and his followers have claimed my kitchen as their own. The spiders on our walls aren't helping my bug phobia anxiety disorder either. So here I sit, living in fear in my own apt. Me and my sister have this awful habit of putting bowls and cups over anything living so that our husband's can deal with it when they get home. Immature? I say logical. Last year me and my roommate Telisha had some dumb boys set a whole pack of pet store crickets free in our apartment. We were traumatized! They were the nasty type that blend into everything, and you can only see them when they're jumping at your face.  We ran out of bowls all too quickly, and I had to face my issues. We resorted to Tupperware.  I'm a big girl right? Wrong. I hate bugs with a passion. But, having Trevor around to be the brave one has been a perk of being married I could never have imagined. Plus he never fails to get a good laugh at the situation. Next time I'm just going to stay in bed and pretend not to be paranoid.