Monday, August 07, 2006

Just call me the ant bully

I don't know what it is about California and ants, but they have been a big problem in this new house. So we hired a pest control company to come out on a regular basis. After their first visit, the ants disappeared. They made a second visit last Monday. Late this morning, I went upstairs to my bathroom and it was teeming with ants! I called the company and they will be out tomorrow. In the meantime, I killed as many as I could with hot wet rags. I had the counters ant-free, but within 10 minutes or so, replacements were on their way. They're either coming in through the electrical outlets or from behind the bathroom mirror. At any rate, I hope the guys come earlier rather than later tomorrow. In the meantime, I guess I should sleep with earplugs tonight in case the ants mount a revenge attack on me (that probably won't make any sense unless you've seen the movie). Fortunately, that seems to be the only room with any activity. Let's hope they don't head for the other rooms while we're out of town.

Oh and speaking of going out of town... I was fortunate enough to be able to reschedule our regular cleaning for Thursday (it would have been next week, while we are gone). With that out of the way, we should be able to return to a clean house (at least it will be until we start pulling all of our dirty laundry out of the suitcases!).

Lots of stuff to do this week... packages to mail, books to go back to the library, some gift-wrapping... and the ever-joyful task of packing. At least that one can wait until the night before.


DJG said...

You don't have a frachise on the ants....We have to fight them constantly. WE spray a couple of times a week or they will leave with the dog bowl!!

Carmi said...

I hope the ant spraying folks did the trick. They give me the willies just thinking about 'em.

Ironically, I used to keep pet ants when I was a kid. My mom would see me playing out front, waving my arm back and forth as I tried to keep the ant from falling off of me.

Later, I'd bring the ant into my room and put it in my drawer. I never understood why it wasn't moving when I came back later on.

In retrospect, it's amazing that I didn't bring endless infestations to my parents' house.

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