Ants
Saturday, August 24, 2013 at 10:37PM I had big plans for today: I was going to put away a lot of laundry, get the dishes caught up, work on rearranging our books and other things on all the shelves, maybe work on the girls' school schedules. Instead I spent about seven hours straight walking around the house, picking up ants with paper towels and tissues, and squishing them.
Do you know how many ants one can pick up in seven hours? I'll tell you: A LOT. If I saw ten ants, I saw a hundred. They were everywhere, in almost every room, on every surface in those rooms, and even falling out of the light fixtures. Scooting quickly, fighting with one another, crawling erratically, dropping unexpectedly, they were driving me surely and steadily to Crazytown.
Mike and I were baffled. He did some research and didn't come up with any satisfying answers as to why there were ants coming into the house in droves and battling each other as though it were a turf war.
Hello! It is not even your turf, ants!
Suddenly Mike realized that before he sealed up the cabinet the other day (the one in the bathroom upstairs), he had put some roach poison behind the wall. He remembered reading in the reviews that people commented on how it killed ants too.
Apparently we have ants. And they were in the process of dying all over our house today. I am trying hard not to think about all of the ant who-knows-what that they leave behind while they are dying, because I am not kidding when I say that just about every surface in our house was covered by an ailing ant.
*SHUDDER*
I am sure I sound like such a baby, because THEY ARE JUST ANTS! But y'all. There were so many of them. SO MANY! And I squished them all.
AAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLL!!
So yucky.
And then? As I was typing this post? AN ANT CRAWLED ON MY LEFT HAND!
It scared me and I almost threw my computer. I gasped and freaked everyone out in the kitchen. And then I squished that ant too!
I did get a few things done today, in between all the catching and squeezing. However, the dishes remain, and I need to get church clothes ready. I also need to transition from my inner-Rambo to Sunday School teacher before 9:15am tomorrow. I don't want to scare the children in Eliana's class in the morning.
The ants, however? Ought to be afraid. Very afraid. (Somehow I feel that it is the ants who are not afraid...)
Reader Comments (2)
Ugh. I have fought ants for years. YEARS. Finally, last spring I found this: https://greenmethods.com/product/terro-ant-killer-bait-indoor-outdoor-bait-station-cup/ I know it says it's for outdoors, but I put them in strategic places indoors and it worked. Worked like magic. I feel like I've been released from a plague.
The mice I can't help you with though. Blech.
I. Hate. Ants. And if one had crawled across my hand while writing/typing - I'd have flipped a nutty. At least you determined where they were coming from. That's good. Now, I shall never us roach bait again. (Thank goodness New England doesn't call for any...) ;)