Posting challenge

[magnetic_pole]

The Giant Flying Cockroach really threw my week off, flist. It appeared in the bedroom just as I was posting on Wednesday evening, as you saw, and so the better half and I barricaded that room up and spent the night sleeping fitfully on the futon in the living room. Thursday the better half heroically fetched some clean clothes for us while I watched the door to make sure it didn't fly out. When my brother and sister-in-law came over for dinner, my sister-in-law went into the bedroom armed with the vacuum to see what could be done. And....she couldn't find it. Which is not surprising, given that it had been almost twenty four hours and what sane bug would have stayed where it was after hearing me scream like I had seen the devil? I tried to sleep in the bedroom again on Thursday night, but every time the breeze came through the windows, the shades moved, and I heard wings whirring and woke up in a panic again, so eventually I had to move back to the living room. By Friday I had calmed down, gone back into the bedroom to fetch by books, and decided I could sleep in my own bed again.

All in all, not my best week. But it did get me thinking about the fact that I'm not adult enough to kill my own bugs, and I may never be. Which may not be the end of the world; adulthood's not nearly so much about total competence and self-sufficiency as I'd imagined. (Or at least my version isn't.) Are there aspects of adulthood you haven't yet conquered, flist? Stuff that irrationally frightens you, or somehow turns you off, stuff you wish you had a parental figure or a big sibling around to do for you?

Comments

[via_ostiense]

Ugh, a Giant Flying Cockroach would be enough to throw off anyone's week. Gross, and I hope it's flown off far away.

[magnetic_pole]

I hope so, too! Gah! We were basically out of the room for twenty four hours, so who knows what happened to it. I'm on pins and needles, opening drawers and moving piles of books in here. :(

But thanks for the support, V. May you avoid all encounters with bugs like this one! M

[woldy]

I still don't have a driving license, so that's the big one for me. Hoping to solve that in the next few months because this is a Car Essential kind of city.

[semielliptical]

I don't like dealing with bugs, so if mr. semi is around, I make him do it, which makes me feel both relieved and slightly annoyed with myself. Because if he's not around, I actually can manage it. But then I've never had anything like a giant flying cockroach in my bedroom! That sounds quite freaky.

I have not conquered dealing with calling/hiring service people. If we need to get an appliance fixed, or estimates for repairing something around the house, I always leave that to mr.semi. Which is not great for a number of reasons, but I'm not sure what would make me decide to do it myself as long as I can get him to (eventually) handle it.

[magnetic_pole]

The silver lining to Car Essential cities is that they tend to have a lot of parking lots and long straight-aways for driving practice. Do you have a license from your home country, or is this your first one? M.

[magnetic_pole]

Several people have said that it's probably a water bug that crawled up through the sink or tub drains. I'm not sure if that makes it better or worse. :(

Oh, right, calling people! I'm with you on that one, too. (And yay, Mr. Semi!) But here's what squibstress said over on LJ:

I think adulthood entails deciding just which fears one has to face, Gryffindor-like, head-on, and which ones can safely be avoided or, Slytherin-like, foisted off on some other unsuspecting bastard.

Which really helped, actually. M.