When I was unpacking my garment bag this week, I got to the very end, pulled out the last dress, and a bug came crawling out. I jumped and screamed and would have called for a man, but no-one was home but me.
Of course, my next step was to call for Commercial Pest Control! No, not really. I squished that bug with the edge of the garment bag and then ewwwwed and squirmed as I watched it continue to move, even with all its guts squished out. Ewwwww. Just thinking about it makes me squirm! But I finished the job, got a tissue and wiped up all the nasty bug guts - and hoped there weren't any more where that one came from.
I'm not really up on my Bug Facts so I don't know what kind of bug it was. Not that it matters because pretty much any bug is a bad bug in my world. I'm sure they all have their reasons for existence, but I'd very much appreciate if they'd exist somewhere else. Away from me.
If I have to call Pest Control Services to make that happen, then so be it - but usually I can just get my husband to take care of them. When he's home.
Proud of you for taking care of it. Bugs are okay, just as long as they stay out of my house. Plus leave me alone when I'm outside.
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