Did I mention spring arrived in Chicago? Well, it totally did. Everything is a-blooming and green again. Temps still dip into the 30s, but if I had any doubts about spring being here, they were washed away today when the largest centipede I've ever encountered found himself in my apartment. I literally yelled when I walked in the room and saw him and continued to make loud noises until I mustered up the courage to kill him. I still shudder at the thought. Have you ever had to psyche yourself up to kill a bug? That's what I had to do. I even had to turn the fan on because I started sweating. Sure, I may have not seen a single roach since I've moved up here, but what roaches are to the south, centipedes are to Chicago. Except, instead of 6 legs, we're talking like, 100 (thank goodness they can't fly). Bleeghidshigsa;fjidasnvd; Enough to give you the heebie jeebies, for sure.
Marc is off to his bachelor party this weekend in Texas, so I've got a lovely girls weekend ahead, complete with some top secret wedding projects + The Hunger Games. I'm pretty pumped.
Happy Spring, friends. May your weekend be restful and centipede free.
Marc is off to his bachelor party this weekend in Texas, so I've got a lovely girls weekend ahead, complete with some top secret wedding projects + The Hunger Games. I'm pretty pumped.
Happy Spring, friends. May your weekend be restful and centipede free.
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