He is the best husband I've ever had. He's the only one I've ever had, but still. I've loved Jeff for several years now, but this week my love grew to a new level. Let me share the story.Let me preface by explaining that although my favorite activities do not include cleaning house, I do it anyway, and our home is a fairly clean place. However, due to the changing season we have been noticing more bugs in our house lately. Earlier this week, I was getting ready for the day. I had just got out of the shower and was walking over to our bed where I had laid my clothes for the day out. As I walked closer I saw something so horrific I couldn't believe my eyes. I saw a ROACH*. A ROACH. Which really is bad enough, but this was no ordinary roach. No, no. It was HUGE, people, HUGE!!! I kid you not when I tell you it was as long as my index finger and as thick as my index finger and middle finger together! Oh, it gives me the hebbie gebbies just thinking about it. By this time, Jeff was already at work, so after I screamed like I've never screamed before and taking a second look just to make sure i hadn't hallucinated, I called my sweet husband. Unfortunately, not only was Jeff busy in a meeting and couldn't talk, but in the time I had taken to go and get my phone, my new friend had moved to an undisclosed location. Well, undisclosed to me anyway. So, I did what any woman would do, I got out of the house!!!
This is where my knight in shining armour comes into the story! As soon as Jeff was done with his meeting, he called me so I could explain what was going on. He was equally as grossed out and promised me he would be home as soon as he could that day. A few minutes after we hung up, he sent me this text message "Terminex tomorrow between 9 and 11." He immediately called Terminex, friends!!! Be still my heart, a man that takes (pest) control!!! The day flew by, and soon he was at home. With his presence in the house, I felt like it was okay for me to be there too, at least downstairs. While I waited, he went upstairs and took apart our ENTIRE bedroom to find the bug. Now, I'm not just talking he took the sheets off the bed, no no no. The man took the box springs and mattress off the bed!! He ripped apart everything until he found that stupid bug! Oh man, and he did find it and then it killed and then he flushed it down the toilet. My hero!!
Maybe to some, this may not seem like a big deal, but to me it was huge! It reminded me of something my dad would have done for me, and to have Jeff show that level of concern for my comfort and happiness, it just made me feel so loved! What can I say, flowers and candy do it for some people, pest control does it for me!
*According to the exterminator, it was an "American Roach", or a water bug. It differs from the "German Cockroach" that people associate with dirtiness and infestation. I thought it was kinda cool that we kept it real and just had the good old USA bug in our house. We are so patriotic, no?
3 comments:
I am laughing my head off.... I can see it all now. You, the bug, the screaming, the grossing out! And let me say I share your disgust. We actually did have an infestation in our apartment. And when on our first night there, I opened the toothbrush drawer to find two little cock-a-roaches scampering to safety, I had a similar meltdown.
You do have a wonderful and understanding husband. And I am happy that he does such a thorough job with pest control. I'm sure you rewarded him handsomely. :o)
Oh Robin, I was cracking up at your story. What a great guy!! I would have done the exact same thing and hopefully my husband would have done the same thing as yours!
Happy Birthday to you....!
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