Before I go to sleep I like to read a couple of magazines in bed. They could be catalogs, or whatever - just something to flip through. So I'm reading our local parenting magazine and come across a feature about scorpions. I hate scorpions - and all bugs for that matter. But scorpions rate up there on the nasty-o-meter with cockroaches, mosquitos and centipedes. Totally unnecessary species in my opinion.
At first I skipped the article with the nasty full-page picture of the scorpion, but alas, I ended up reading it. Bad idea as I had the worst dream! I was in a room with scorpions ALL OVER the floor. I kept trying to kill them, and it worked, but unless I threw them down the toliet, they would spring back to life and scurry away to some hiding place waiting to come back out and sting me. There were hundreds of scorpions all over the floor, and some cockroaches to boot (as scorpions eat roaches and crickets). Nasty and gross!
Next time, I'll only read about happy things before I go to sleep.
*As a footnote, the pest control guy came this morning as scheduled. How ironic.
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