I don’t think there is much in this life that I fear more than cockroaches. Alive, dead, either way. Well, living here is sunny FL it’s like their breeding ground and I used to live in their Disneyland. I had a great house right on the beach that was canopied by old oaks and beautiful overgrown landscaping. Um, I had no idea that my little friends love to live in piles of leaves and such…thus making our lot their little amusement park.
So, last night my mom was over to our new house (no brush or trees to leaves piles behind!!!
and I had brought a box over from the old house. Well, I happened to look over a see the mama-jama roach crawl out. AAHHHHH! So…instead of cowering I got angry. I let my anger propel me off the couch eventhough my mom had offered to get it for me. No. This was my rediculousy crazy battle to fight.
I walzed over to the sink and got out the Raid (can’t live without it). I found the sucker and let me tell you….I drowned that mofo, tehehehe! Oh he put up a great fight but not nearly enough to outrun my crazy butt. It was awesome. I felt like Rambo or something.
Anyway, I just heard this quote directed toward people with OCD but really you could fill in your own fear and it is so inspiring. It goes a little somethin like this…
“You have to hate the OCD more than you fear it…. Fear is a monster, when you run, it likes to run after you.”
Well, peace out monsters cause I ain’t running! Boo-yah!