I think I’m evolving. Last night I saw the silhouette of a roach (my most formidable nemesis) in my sheer, white bedroom curtains. Just sitting there like a prehistoric visitor, waiting for a glass of tea. And instead of emitting a high-pitched squeal, I gagged a little and walked away. This is progress, people.

Of course now I don’t know where my little friend is.  And I may be starting to freak out a bit.  Baby steps.

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