As I laid on the couch last evening facing another night of insomnia, I heard something coming from the kitchen. I quickly sat up thinking it was possibly the surround sound, but when I hit mute, I soon discovered it was anything but. There was something in my kitchen sink and who knows where else. Fear took over and I couldn't bear to go where the intruder could be lurking around.
As the hair on my arms raised and the little girl in me came out, I ran upstairs to awake my ever so faithful protective dog and my big strong fiance. "Ian, Ian!" nothing. I looked at Birdie and pleaded with her to come downstairs to fight off the hairy or spiny creature in the kitchen. As I yanked on her collar, trying to pull out of her plush baby blue bed, she gave me a look as if she was telling me to go #@$% myself. I tried Ian again and when I got a "uh" I thought he was coming to, but I was wrong! After pleading for one last time, the sleeping beauty just laid there all cozy in the down comforter, with not even a peep. At this point, I figured I had to face this alone.
I went down the spiral staircase, frightened of what could be possibly now in the living room. I stood at the top of the second floor steps, trying to think of what my next move would be. Now I don't know what I thought I was going to do, but I grabbed a bat and proceeded down the stairs to face my intruder head on.
My feet went with caution, fearing that I would step on it or how it could have possibly found a nice warm home under my blankets on the couch. My imagination was in full gear, with thoughts that as I flipped on the kitchen light, cock roaches would be fleeing the scene or two little mice would be greeting me with some leftover sink food in their mouths. I flipped the switch on, and as light illuminated the scene of the crime, I found nothing.
Now, I don't know what I would of done if this was not the case, especially with a bat, but screaming and the breaking of innocent clean dishes would have probably been a part of it.
What did I learn? No matter what, in the winter time, NO dirty dishes in the sink, and if you want help in catching fury creatures or creepy crawlers at 1:00am, don't rely on your dog or man!
(Please note: if there was a true threat to my life, Ian would have gotten up and handled the situation, like the true Knight and Shining Armor that he is! ...And if I had to get up at 6:00am for work, I too probably would have stayed in bed..I love you both..xo)
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