Bad start

I woke up at 5:30am this morning with the sole mission of just going to pee before returning RIGHT back to bed, but my smarter, more productive side of the brain convinced me to start up the shower instead and just get the day moving. The bathroom was warming up, the shower was running, and I was wearing the very first outfit that God gave me. I glanced up as I was about to get in the shower and saw this guy:

In order for you to get an accurate sense of my dread, here is a picture of the little bugger (pun intended) in relation to my shower (walls are blue, tiles=shower).

If you needed someone to impress the heck out of you today, allow me. I decided to push past the panic and ignore him...

...little did I know that the true panic would arrive when I wrote this post and realized that tomorrow, he will probably still be in the bathroom and what's worse, he may not be so visible. Shudder.