Cockroach Trouble

OK so can I say that I absolutely hate cockroaches??? I know that hate is a strong word but what can I say... if I don't hate them then I really, really, really, really seriously dislike them.

OK so here I am, in all my innocence, about to go to bed. It's late like 2:30 in the morning, its been a long day and all I want to do is go to bed. I walk into my kitchen, which is right by my bed, to find a cockroach on my counter. Those things, unfortunately but for good cause (since most people seriously dislike them), are fearful creatures. In the 3 seconds it takes me to bend down and get my very efficient cockroach spray, its crawled under my kitchen cupboard! In one of only two cracks between my floor and the cupboard. Well, with all my haste, I start spraying profusely under the cupboard hoping, in vain I might add since the space under there, once under, is quite vast, to kill it with my spray. Semi satisfied (but more hopeful) I continue getting ready for bed. Walking through the kitchen a second time, I see my little enemy on the other side of the kitchen by the second crack between the cupboard and floor. Again by the time I start spraying it, the stupid thing has escaped under the cupboard again! Did I ever mention that those things are FAST! I keep on spraying in the crack, again hoping to kill it. I then quickly grab two towels and stuff them in those two cracks... stupid I know since cockroaches have an uncanny way of getting places they're not supposed to but hey in my defense it like 2:45 at this point. I was also hoping the fumes would get trapped and kill it. By this time it's like 2:50 and I really want to go to bed, so reluctantly, not knowing what else to do, I go to bed. OK so here I am, lying in bed, trying to fall asleep but anything that brushes up against my skin, which is quite frequent as I have long hair and a FAN blowing on me, gets me up so fast that Lucky Luke would be ashamed of his speed! Just for the record I've woken up with a cockroach in my bed before, so this is not just paranoia going on here! Ugh! For the next 15 min this show of acrobats keeps on going and I'm just praying "Please God just let me fall asleep!" by the end my prayer is "Lord I'd feel so much better knowing that I've killed the thing!" I finally get up to go to the bathroom and what do I see trapped in my bathtub? The cockroach! Once it's in there it can't crawl out so I'm thanking the Lord as I'm spraying this thing to DEATH! As I crawl back into bed, this time satisfied, a question creeps into my mind... was that the one I tried to get earlier or a second one?

Sure enough, the next day I wake up and what do I see lying dead on my kitchen floor... another cockroach! All I have to say is ignorance is bliss!

UPDATE: The following evening I found a third cockroach!!! This time INSIDE my cupboard.... with all my CLEAN plates and cups I might add.... I have now proceeded to re-clean all my previously clean plates and glasses as well inside the cupboard itself... a task I thoroughly enjoy.............. not!

Oh well, c'est la vie! :o)