Sweet and Tart

Insomnia

I’m a little tired today because I couldn’t sleep last night.  Normally, this is not an issue for me.   I usually fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.  Last night was no exception.  I put down the sudoku I was working on (really, I’m more of a crossword girl, but I’m trying to branch out) around 10:30 and promptly conked out.  Maybe it’s because Duncan was trying to sleep underneath me (why do we allow our dog to sleep in the bed??), but for some reason, a couple hours later, around 12:30 am, I woke up and decided to go to the bathroom.

All was well and good until I went to wash my hands and happened to notice a SCORPION in my sink.  People. A freaking SCORPION.  I had actually closed both of our sink drains before going to bed as an extra precaution to keep creepy crawlies out.  I have never seen so many critters in my life as I have since moving here four months ago, but honestly, the worst I expected to see was a humungo cockroach.  Instead, I saw something like this:

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My valiant husband acted quickly and slayed the beast with the heel of one of my beloved Mizunos and flushed that sucker down the drain.  But you can imagine that after my ordeal, going back to sleep was not an option.

A month or so ago, we went to a cookout hosted by one of W’s co-workers.  Several other couples there regaled us with stories of scorpions and tarantulas and other things that bite in the night.  One woman told me about her friend who woke up screaming after a scorpion bit her while she was sleeping.  She told me about how they hide on walls and ceilings and how you have to look for them with a black light.

All I could do was imagine something dropping down on me in the middle of the night while I lay innocently sleeping.  I couldn’t stop wondering how the dang thing had gotten into my bathroom in the first place and does seeing one mean there are hundreds?

I wanted to wake W up so he could be miserable along with me, but I felt bad since he has to get up so early for work.  I thought about getting up to blog, but my laptop was in the living room and that seemed so far away.  Plus, there could be scorpions in there, too!  So I tried my best to burrow under the covers, even though it was so hot.  I checked Facebook on my phone, but needless to say, there isn’t much activity at 2 am.  Most importantly, I resisted the urge to Google “scorpions” on my phone, lest I be faced with images of necrotic wounds from scorpion bites.

Hours later I guess I finally fell asleep, but even now I feel sort of creeped out being in my house.  I called a pest control company, and they can’t send someone out until tomorrow.  So until then I’ll be keeping my guard up, shoes on my feet, and heavy objects for crushing unwanted creatures nearby at all times.