La Cucaracha Must Die!

Last night I enjoyed some lazy time on the couch catching up with my DVR. Around 9:30 I decided it was time to call it a night. I shower at night before bed because I feel like my sheets stay clean longer that way and I just like to fall asleep without the day's funk on me. So, I let the dogs out for the last time, lock up the house, set the alarm, and head into the bathroom. I brush my teeth and strip down to my birthday suit. I slide the shower door open and am poised to step into the tub when I see it! La Cucaracha!!! Ewwwwwwwwwwwww!!! It is running along the track of the shower door. Ugggggggg!!!! I can handle spiders and bugs, but cockroaches freak. me. out. My skin is crawling right now just thinking of it! I froze for a split second then almost fell over in my haste to get away from it. Normally I would scream for Matthew and make him do the dirty work but I was on my own this time. I was scared to let him out of my sight while going to the kitchen for the bug spray- if I lost him I wouldn't be able to use the bathroom again for fear of him lurking in there somewhere. So, I searched around under the sink and found the 409- not ideal, but it'll work. I blasted his ass with 38 squirts of grease fighting power. He was definitely the cleanest roach in town. (Now there's an oxymoron for you!) I feel compelled to tell you that we've lived in our home for nearly 2.5 years and that is the first cockroach I have ever seen in it. No idea where he came from, but I sure hope he doesn't have friends! I did a little victory dance as I watched him circle the toilet bowl- I've discovered one more thing that I can accomplish on my own if I have to... I can kill la cucaracha!