Ettu, Roache?

For those of you who were waiting patiently for an update to the bug situation in my apartment, thanks.

An exterminator finally did come a little over a week ago. He rubbed some odd pest control stuff on various pipes and crawl spaces around the apartment and said that in the following days, we would actually see more roaches – but that’s only because they like to die in the open.

Apparently, roaches on their way to death have a flair for the dramatic. I thought that was pretty weird, but oh well, at least they would be dying.

The exterminator’s words were true, as over the next few days we had a small stream of theatric roach deaths throughout the apartment.

We joked about them quoting Shakespeare or some poetry as they shuddered and flipped over, shaking their little roach legs angrily toward the air. Well, maybe now I’m getting over-dramatic.

But they’re dying off now, and we’re happy about that.