I shall now regale you with a tale so dramatic it may leave you wondering...what is wrong with this girl?!?!
Last night as I was tucked into bed and my mind finally slowed down enough for me to start drifting off into glorious sleep; I was woken by a sound that resemebled a pebble being thrown against a window. I open my eyes and look around waiting for it to happen again. When it did, I realized something was flying around in my bedroom. There is NO WAY I was going to be able to sleep with something looming over my head. It could possibly swoop down and attack, or it could sneak up on me and try to crawl into my nose or ears, whatever the case may be I was unaccepting of it.
I turn on the light and look around until I spot my prey. There he was, on top of my window sill, with his hard shell and crazy antenna, mocking me with the whole inch of his body. He was a stink bug; and he was about to meet his match.
To prepare for this epic battle, I first put on my gear (also known as a baseball cap). I apparently was worried he would land in my hair and I would be forever scarred. Next, I grab a drum stick. As though a drum stick was going to spear the little bastard. I realize then that I can not reach him sitting up so high; so I grab a shirt that I never wear and spin it around my head just like a helicopter. This envokes fear in him and he retaliates by flying at me. I duck and wait for him to land elsewhere. I finally spot him again. Crawling up on my wall almost to the ceiling. I take a new approach this time. I grab Lysol (yes the cleaning product), my drum stick, a paper towel, and I climb up on a chair to reach him. I start spraying him with Lysol in hopes of drowning him. That didn't really work, however, he did fall to the ground. As he started to climb my wall again, I grabbed more paper towels (because one was not enough for me mentally). I take a deep breath and I snatch him up. I then run into the kitchen, grab a zip lock bag and shove the paper towels contatining the stink bug into the bag. I start sealing up the bag when I see him making a move, he tried to escape! He failed!! I sealed the bag and threw it in the trash! Victory was mine!!!! He is still alive for now I'm sure, but he wont be disrupting my sleep any time soon. Once it was over, I took off my ball cap, put down the drum stick (that yes I was still carrying), and realized how ridiculous the whole thing was. I decided at that moment that I had to blog about it!! I even took a picture of all my "weapons"so you can have a better visual.
I understand it was probably the most ridiculous way to get rid of a stink bug, but in the end, it was effective. Maybe next time I can build up the courage to just grab a shoe and squash him. Maybe. Comments Welcome
I understand it was probably the most ridiculous way to get rid of a stink bug, but in the end, it was effective. Maybe next time I can build up the courage to just grab a shoe and squash him. Maybe. Comments Welcome
Overnight Bob is not real
