Here's the thing. As soon as I saw that it was going to be 50+ degrees today, I knew the bats might stir and that we might have an unwelcome visitor tonight. As a result, I decided against taking a nice, hot bath in my clawfoot bathtub because the tub is on the 3rd floor (presumably where the bats enter the house from the attic, although I'm not sure about this) and I did not want my relaxing bath interrupted by a bat.
Something has gotta give. I CANNOT keep living like this.