Last night I had to deal with the 3rd bat, as in flying freaking me out BAT in my apartment in the past month. I swear I get rid of one vermin and the next tries to get in. Anyways, I was just sitting there in my apartment on my new laptop I finally replaced from what he broke and this bat is flying around. I screamed bloody murder, was paralyzed by fear, and then realized that no one is coming to take care of this unless I get up and act. Now the beauty of living in an apartment means that I don't have to get the bat out, that is what maintenance is for... but I was able to get out of the room, call again and wait for them to take care of it.

Usually I would probably call someone crying and say i didn't want to stay there overnight. But my parents are out of town and there really isn't anyone I can just call and crash with. SO I was strong, went back in there after they got the little bugger and eventually went to sleep. And I even went to work this morning... which I must say has been quite a feat since I didn't fall asleep till 3 and woke up at 7.

Part of me wants to ask "why me?" just as I am trying to figure some things out and get my life back in order (I even called all the collections agents from hospital bills and set up payment plans this week) I keep having these crazy things happen to me.

I am so thankful every day though that he isn't trying to bother me. Honestly I think he ended up back in jail because it is so odd that I haven't heard anything... but I realized last night that I am not as worried about him coming around anymore. I still have my guard up, and my PPO too... but no matter what is being thrown at me, I am dealing with it, mostly on my own!

I am so proud of myself!