Last night I found a giant cockroach in my office. Heard a rustling in the plant next to my desk, thought it as just a harmless moth, ignored it. Then I heard it again skittering along the floor, looked down, almost lost my shit. Was disgusting.

I have no fear of most insects, even help ease spiders out the door gently without killing them, but roaches are truly horrifying to me, especially giant ones. You can’t even kill them because of how sickening it is to hear the crunch and see their filthy guts spill out.

So I naturally got my 13 YO and her friend who was sleeping over to check it out, and they screamed their lungs out which gave me a good laugh. Then the three of us strategized on what kind of bowl to get and how to slide a piece of cardboard under it to throw it out onto the balcony.

I was able to get the bowl over it, but my daughter insisted *she* hold the bowl onto the cardboard as we shuffled it along the wood floor and lifted it over the ledge to the balcony, wherein it escaped, but luckily it went out instead of in, and I slammed the door shut.

Good times!