I should have let her handle it. But no, I move the roll of toilet paper.
A bug. A HUGE, black, crawling bug. (No, I don't know what type..). I scream, and high step it for the bedroom, where I throw myself on the bed. Now, the Spousal Equivalent is on his feet! Apparently I've never screamed like that before. He goes and quickly dispatched the bug. (I think I heard it crunch!)
Needless to say I'll be calling the Apartment office today.
In other news, I'm dreading the weigh in today. With mom visiting the diet kind of went out of the window. *cringe* We'll see.