Pest control

So there I am, sitting in the rocking chair, in my pj's (which consist of Matt's boxers and one of my dads huge tshirts), chowing down on Lucky Charms and watching Will & Grace that I taped last night....when I hear a knock on the door. My heart immediately starts racing. Who could it be? We will not find out,. Instead we will go in the closet where there are no windows for people to see me in the house. (I normally do hide when somebody knocks ont he door, ever since I was a kid I have this HUGE fear of getting kidnapped). They knock again. I am panic stricken and can't move....

....a third knock. And then I hear the door unlock and open. THe security alarm starts beeping and I hear these 2 words..."Pest Control!".

OH Yes. I forgot we had found a spider the size of my head and called for pest control to come spray.

Crap, I'm in my pj's, the house is a wreck, and the alarm is going off. I threw on my robe and ran out there to let him in....

I was thoroughly thoroughly embarrassed. I don't know which was worse- that I wasn't dressed or that the apartment was a wreck. We're talking unfolded laundry, shopping bags strewn about, I HADN'T EVEN FLUSHED THE TOILET YET FROM USING THE BATHROOM LAST NIGHT.........

So I learned 2 valuable lessons today"
1) upon rolling out of bed, put on clothes and deoderant immediately.
2). I have no excuse for not keeping the house clean, and I don't want that to happen again, so I will from this day forward, keep my place spotless.........mark my words, they might not hold up next week.