The Game is On!

So since we have been back from Sri Lanka we have had a few roaches come to visit.  And the thing is they are not in their usual hang outs.  They have decided to venture out!  Into Noah’s bedroom and our bedroom and our bathroom.  As a side note this is the creature I believe I hate most in the world and I am having to not freak out when I see one so I do not teach my son to freak out over a roach.  So this is what my day has boiled down to, waiting.  Riding it out.  The first roach I found in the bathroom yesterday was squeezed into the far most corner of the shower.  Steve had gotten out of the shower maybe 30 minutes earlier and when I asked him to come kill it, he words were, “He didn’t bother me.”  So he showered with the roach.  Lovely!  There are some details of my husband’s life I am ok not knowing about.  This would be one.  So I was a burden to ask him to kill the roach before I get in the shower.  Today I wake to find yet another in our bathroom.  This time however he is on his back.  But you cannot come in and out of the bathroom and not notice him.  And yet he has sat in the same spot all day.  He doesn’t bother Steve!  So why should it bother me?  So the game has begun.  Who will be bothered first?  Who can out last the other?  At what point will it bother Steve?  When he crawls into his shoe?  When he finds one on his pillow?  There must be a breaking point and I am going to find it!  Unless of course I break first.