There is a small beetle-like bug stuck in my bathroom sink. It’s been there for days. I tidied up my bathroom a week ago, or was it more than that? Two weeks ago? I tidied up my bathroom weeks ago. I was coming off a Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up high and had decided to take the multitudes of bottles out of my shower and store them elsewhere. Even though I’d done literally nothing else by Marie Kondo’s guidelines; I hadn’t started with my clothes and I sure haven’t continued in any other part of my life. I emptied out my shower — got rid of all the sample bottles lingering in the limited space. I had those small plastic baskets that suction cup to the fiberglass walls overflowing with small bottles and shampoo packets. Some I used occasionally, and others I used and hated, but didn’t have the heart to throw away. I cleaned them all out and threw the baskets in one of the two vanity sinks in my bathroom, along with half empty travel bottles from vacations long since passed. I’m using the sink as a wash basin — a kitchen sink filled to the brim with dirty dishes. And it’s been that way for a week. Or was it two weeks?
Sometime within the last couple days I noticed a black beetle-like bug slowly crawling around in this forgotten sink. I was startled when I saw something dark black and moving in the sink during one of my midnight pees. I’m really not a bug-squisher — I can’t stand to see the squishy parts, or feel them, or clean them up. So I just pretended I didn’t see it. It was gone when I returned to the bathroom in the morning. I gently glanced over the vanity for any signs of it, and it was nowhere. So I went on with my day. Later, I noticed this sad little bug trying to crawl it’s way out of the dirty sink again. And again I ignored it. Throughout the next couple days I would see the bug in random spots inside the sink basin: inside one of the plastic baskets, underneath an old plastic squeegee I forgot to mention, upside down at the bottom near the drain. Always trying to get out. I’m sure it hasn’t had any nourishment in there.
Every time I used my bathroom, I opened the door slowly and checked the perimeter for an escaped black bug. I’d gingerly walk in and scope out the sink to find out where exactly the bug was. Sometimes I couldn't find it at first glance, but it was always there. It died in that sink and I could have saved it, or at least put it out of its misery. But instead I just watched it and did nothing.
