It's a Good Thing I'm Not a Perfectionist Part 2

So I try not to complain on here, I really do.  Every now and then I carry on about the humidity and the fact that I wasn't designed for southern summers, but for the most part I try to stay upbeat and positive about life and everything about it.

That being said - we have a bug problem in our apartment.  Specifically, a roach problem.  Now, if you don't live in the south, you will probably gag at the word "roach" - I did 3+ years ago before I loaded up my car and headed to Georgia.  Now I know it's a part of life.  In the same way I had to obsessively check for ticks and swat away gnats when I lived in Connecticut, now I've gotten used to roaches.

Or, I've at least gotten to a point where I don't scream and run when I see one.

However, we're not talking about one.  We're talking about ... more than one.  My apartment maintenance people have come and sprayed before, and the problem got a little bit better, but then it got worse over the summer.  Much, much worse.  We tried to spray ourselves, but I think we only did more harm to ourselves than we did to the roaches.

Oh - have I mentioned that the problem is in my kitchen?!  Yeah ... gross.

So Bruce and I finally had enough and called our leasing office to have them come spray again.  Only this time I want them to spray everything.  And I mean EVERYTHING.  So this morning I woke up and took everything off of my counters and out of my cabinets and drawers.  I left them a note that said, "Please spray everything" and headed to work.

Now here I am at work, trying to forget about the fact that my living room currently looks like this:

Like I've said before, it's a good thing I'm not a perfectionist.

Have a great day y'all.

p.s. Yes that is my suitcase by the door.  No, I'm still not completely unpacked.