The other day I was chopping up celery for making chili and I saw a tiny black bug nestled in the crook of the celery rib. Still wiggling his little legs. It wasn't as bad as when I found this guy a month or so ago:
A sluggy looking little guy that proceeding to crawl his way off the celery and onto my cutting board. I was so grossed out. That thing had been living in my refridgerator for weeks, happily munching on my celery. I thought about killing him, I was holding a knife at the time, but just thought it would feel so gross. So I carefully carried him outside to live under a tree instead.
But the bug yesterday went down the drain.
What is it with finding bugs in my apartment now?!?! For the first 9 months of living there I never saw a single thing. Then, on the very day I bragged about this fact to my book club girls, I came home and found a spider on the window blinds. And then the other day, when hubbs was conveniently gone, I saw some other spider/bug thing... sheesh. Well, at least they're not roaches!!