You know how groggy you are first thing in the morning? Well, imagine seeing this in your bathroom sink:
No, not this particular centipede, but one very much like it.
And it was moving!
Stifling a scream, I looked around for something, anything, to smash it with. A shoe, a book, a tissue.
Finally I grabbed a scented candle in a glass holder (figured I could wash the bug-juice off that!).
Worked just fine, and I quickly flushed him (or her) down the sink.
Now I don’t know about you, but bugs — particularly prehistoric-looking bugs — give me the willies.
I’m talking about things like centipedes, earwigs, cockroaches, scorpions, that sort of bug.
No, they’re not technically “bugs,” but who cares? They’re pests, they don’t pay rent or house notes, and they don’t belong in my living quarters!
The bad thing about living in the South (besides the hurricanes, of course!) was the proliferation of roaches. Didn’t seem to matter how clean you were, either. And when I lived in Texas we had scorpions to contend with.
Blame the hot weather, which this year they’ve shared with us.
Figures they’d share unpleasant critters, too!
The weather folks have said this probably will be a bad year for pests. Our Midwestern winter, they said, was too easy. Not near enough snow and ice. Too few cold days to kill them all off.
So we’re paying for this mildness with a bucket-load of bugs. Delightful.
Centipedes, in case you were wondering, are nocturnal and typically live under rocks or logs or leaf debris. The house version likes damp areas like bathrooms, so my little critter was just doing what came naturally.
Too bad. Now it’s gone.
Centipedes don’t really have 100 legs (it’s more like 15 pairs), but they can move fast. If you find one, it’s best to squash it and vacuum up the remains.
Or just smash it and send it down the drain.
Question — Which “bugs” are your least favorite to have in the house?