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Monday, August 06, 2007

I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN...

I should have known today was going to be a weird day this morning when I turned on my kitchen light and a giant waterbug scurried across my kitchen counter. yuck. Nothing disturbs me more than the once or twice annual visit I get from these grossest of gross insects. This was my first encounter with a waterbug since last summer. They are doing construction on my building (still) and it has been hot and humid. These are perfect conditions for a stray waterbug do make its way into my home via pipes or drains. All waterbugs should be warned that my apartment is NOT worth entering. I am fastidious and there are no food containers or dirty dishes for them to crawl over. As the bug from this morning could have told you, I have no problem saturating any surface with RAID. In fact, I stand back and take such liberal spray motion that the bastard didn't feel a thing. yuck. The clearing of the carcass is another thing entirely. I wear gloves and used an entire roll of paper towels so I wouldn't feel the girth of this mouse-sized bug. yuck. It disturbed me all day and coming home was with much trepidation that the bug from this morning may have brought a friend. bugs be warned! I feel so violated. My kitchen is no longer a happy zone.

With the bug dead and my heart racing, I made it to the office. My day was neither here nor there, but I had a sense of something on the horizon. My sense was solidified upon returning home and finding a letter from the IRS in my mail box. yuck. I paid my taxes early in January, but apparently I did something really wrong. I will spend my evening pulling my paperwork and back-tracking to find my error. yuck.

Also in my mailbox, was a letter from the CDN passport office explaining that I left out crucial information on my passport renewal application. Because I let my passport expire, I have to start from scratch. yuck. I try to be on top of all my documents and paperwork, but it seems the more organized I think I am, the more problems I encounter.