Plan of Attack

I knew living in Taipei I would have to deal with cockroaches but I never knew how scared I would be killing them. Living with people who are scared too doesn't help lol Last night I couldn't sleep well because even though I killed the cockroach, I didn't flush it down the toilet. I left it in the living room and placed a black carton over it so Cala and I wouldn't have to see it. I finally woke up today around 2pm. Cala got back from her LSAT and so we decided to muster up the courage and flush the cockroach down the toilet.

We brought the dustpan near the cockroach and knew we had to sweep the black carton aka dead cockroach into the dustpan. Cala did it and we already were jumpy, screamed and she ran to the kitchen. We just didn't want to see the dead cockroach. I actually thought it was still alive but if that were the case, the black carton would have been moving and it wasn't. We were trying to think of a way to put the cockroach in the toilet without seeing it. Cala got a chopstick and stuck it in the black carton. We wanted to make sure the cockroach was there and so she lifted up the black carton and we screamed and freaked out since we saw it. We knew it was there but just the fact of seeing it was disgusting. Then we were trying to strategize and plan a way to slide the cockroach into the toilet without seeing it and I was trying to explain to Cala what we could do. Basically I thought we could slide the black carton out of the dustpan but then the black carton would be dumped in the toilet. I was using an example by using my journal (dustpan), cell phone (black carton), and bobby pin (dead cockroach) to explain what I thought could work but we need to make sure the black carton won't go into the toilet. The cockroach was in the living room and Cala and I were contemplating our "plan of attack" near the kitchen and my room. Cala says I sounded like a military person, implemented our attack but when the time came to do it, I totally chickened out LOL

I brought the dustpan to the bathroom and all we had to do was dump the cockroach in the toilet. We even put the toilet seat up, turned on the light, and got everything ready but we were not mentally ready. I didn't want to make Cala put the cockroach in the toilet because she really is terrified of them. I knew I had to do it so I was trying to get the courage to just flush the stupid cockroach down the toilet. It was pretty sad; we were laughing and freaking out so much that the ground seemed like hot lava since we were jumpy. The above picture is what Cala and I chose to demonstrate the jumping positions that we did this afternoon LOL After about 15 mins of trying to calm myself down but still shaking uncontrollably, I took off the black carton but I didn't see the cockroach (granted I shut the light off since I didn't want to see it). I told Cala I didn't see it but then I finally peered over and saw that it was there. It was just that I was too chicken to actually hover over the dustpan to see it. Then I quickly dumped it in the toilet and voila, I flushed it. Whew..after about 20 mins of deliberation, we finally accomplished our task of getting rid of the cockroach in our place!! I'm just definitely not looking forward or mentally ready to kill another cockroach :(

-Chihchat