Day 14
Turning all the lights off, lighting a candle and playing soft music I curl into a modified lotus position in the middle of our living room oriental rug. Head bowed, I wonder temporarily if the fetal position would not be more fitting but alas my mind begins to quiet.
Sending Gratitude for the wonderful nights sleep, only seeing bed bug corpses on the floor and that the washer/dryer/hot water heater are holding out, I breathe in deeply then exhale. OMMMMMMMMMMMMMM holding it as long as I can then deeply inhale again OMMMMMMMMMMM. It was about this time that I just couldn't contain my emotions to the serene placid place of meditation and exploded loudly.... "What do you mean by containing the Bed Bugs upstairs, killing them off and NOW FLEAS???!!!! NO FRIGGING (I try not to curse too much while in meditation) WAY!! It is a good thing I'm not catholic because it would take a live in priest to keep me out of hell these days.
OK, OMMMMMMMMMM I try once again. Surely this is some great cosmic joke. I busted out laughing because well, that has to be it, just one great big cosmic joke. I laughed heartily thinking about the amusement this must be producing for the sick and twisted powers that be. Sigh... yes I am definitely going to hell.
F**K this... I stood up, blew out the candles and turned on rock and roll, time to get busy AGAIN.
While drinking my morning coffee here at my trusty computer, I felt something on my leg. Upon inspection there was no denying the flea that was hoping along as if I were just another highway on its way to where ever it was going. Check the cabinets, a gallon and a half distilled vinegar at the ready. Completely out of Alcohol and only 1/2 gallon of bleach to sterilized everything with, I needed to go to the store later to refuel 91% Alcohol. The vinegar would have to do, for now.
I retrieved the garden sprayer from the living room where the sofa and hassock had been assaulted last evening, changed out our bedding in the laundry room getting it sanitized for tonight and filled the sprayer with vinegar. Even though I have seen no sign of Bed Bugs in the downstairs portion of the house, one can never be too careful they are sneaky bastards after all, I can just envision them in their tiny ninja gear waiting patiently in the shadows for an opportune moment. This is WAR and we are WINNING I announced while trying to bob my head side to side like the neighbors teenager had done yesterday punctuating each word.
For the second time this week the dogs sleeping crates were dismantled, washed with vinegar, the floor around them washed then D.E. put under the crates and along the molding of the walls.
Digging out the newspaper to reline my big girls crate I see a BUG!! No idea what kind of bug but that matters little, it is a dead bug and the papers were promptly taken to the trash in the alley. Holding the paper sack full of old newspaper far away as possible (looking as if I were taking a baby to diaper after a nice wet bowel movement) I wondered how many of those in the park rushed to the dumpster making sure I had not just done something horribly illegal. Ugh
Research, more research needed on the D.E. I am using a food grade D.E. but is it safe for my pets? Everything on the internet agrees (including the manufactures site) that it is indeed safe for my pets so one by one out the back we go for a good dusting. One lady wrote to try not to let them breathe too much of it, it won't hurt them if they lick it but it could hurt their lungs if they inhale much of it. Have you ever seen an ebony black dog after it has been dusted with white powder. Ugh it will be a while before the neighbors stop asking me what is wrong with her. The two girls might never forgive me for this one, I better put hotdogs on the shopping list for tomorrow and perhaps a little turkey gravy over their food tonight will help ease the shame of it all for them? No matter, the manufacture (and thousands of contributors to various how to sites on the internet) swear that it will do exactly to the little fleas what the bed bugs have experienced. DIE FLEA DIE!!!! I figure that where there is one flea there are at least and thousand and they are BREEDING!!!! OK time to stop thinking of that now and I reach for the bottle of wine nearby.
The great news is that I am in better shape physically than I have been in a very long time and all it took was Bed Bugs to make that happen. Who would have thought? The house looks like a war zone and any blind person would become confused over the interesting smells in this dwelling. It is a good thing that we still have the quarantined signs up. I have gotten a few strange looks though as people cross the street rather than come near the house with the caution tape around the porch. Oh well, such a small price to pay and cheap entertainment for our neighbors, right? In a year or so no one will even remember this happened, maybe, right?
Our home now smells like walking into a hospital where a full vat of pickles has exploded but NO BUGS IN THIS HOUSE EVER (I screeched in my best Joan Crawford imitation).
6/22/2013
Turning all the lights off, lighting a candle and playing soft music I curl into a modified lotus position in the middle of our living room oriental rug. Head bowed, I wonder temporarily if the fetal position would not be more fitting but alas my mind begins to quiet.
Sending Gratitude for the wonderful nights sleep, only seeing bed bug corpses on the floor and that the washer/dryer/hot water heater are holding out, I breathe in deeply then exhale. OMMMMMMMMMMMMMM holding it as long as I can then deeply inhale again OMMMMMMMMMMM. It was about this time that I just couldn't contain my emotions to the serene placid place of meditation and exploded loudly.... "What do you mean by containing the Bed Bugs upstairs, killing them off and NOW FLEAS???!!!! NO FRIGGING (I try not to curse too much while in meditation) WAY!! It is a good thing I'm not catholic because it would take a live in priest to keep me out of hell these days.
OK, OMMMMMMMMMM I try once again. Surely this is some great cosmic joke. I busted out laughing because well, that has to be it, just one great big cosmic joke. I laughed heartily thinking about the amusement this must be producing for the sick and twisted powers that be. Sigh... yes I am definitely going to hell.
F**K this... I stood up, blew out the candles and turned on rock and roll, time to get busy AGAIN.
While drinking my morning coffee here at my trusty computer, I felt something on my leg. Upon inspection there was no denying the flea that was hoping along as if I were just another highway on its way to where ever it was going. Check the cabinets, a gallon and a half distilled vinegar at the ready. Completely out of Alcohol and only 1/2 gallon of bleach to sterilized everything with, I needed to go to the store later to refuel 91% Alcohol. The vinegar would have to do, for now.
I retrieved the garden sprayer from the living room where the sofa and hassock had been assaulted last evening, changed out our bedding in the laundry room getting it sanitized for tonight and filled the sprayer with vinegar. Even though I have seen no sign of Bed Bugs in the downstairs portion of the house, one can never be too careful they are sneaky bastards after all, I can just envision them in their tiny ninja gear waiting patiently in the shadows for an opportune moment. This is WAR and we are WINNING I announced while trying to bob my head side to side like the neighbors teenager had done yesterday punctuating each word.
For the second time this week the dogs sleeping crates were dismantled, washed with vinegar, the floor around them washed then D.E. put under the crates and along the molding of the walls.
Digging out the newspaper to reline my big girls crate I see a BUG!! No idea what kind of bug but that matters little, it is a dead bug and the papers were promptly taken to the trash in the alley. Holding the paper sack full of old newspaper far away as possible (looking as if I were taking a baby to diaper after a nice wet bowel movement) I wondered how many of those in the park rushed to the dumpster making sure I had not just done something horribly illegal. Ugh
Research, more research needed on the D.E. I am using a food grade D.E. but is it safe for my pets? Everything on the internet agrees (including the manufactures site) that it is indeed safe for my pets so one by one out the back we go for a good dusting. One lady wrote to try not to let them breathe too much of it, it won't hurt them if they lick it but it could hurt their lungs if they inhale much of it. Have you ever seen an ebony black dog after it has been dusted with white powder. Ugh it will be a while before the neighbors stop asking me what is wrong with her. The two girls might never forgive me for this one, I better put hotdogs on the shopping list for tomorrow and perhaps a little turkey gravy over their food tonight will help ease the shame of it all for them? No matter, the manufacture (and thousands of contributors to various how to sites on the internet) swear that it will do exactly to the little fleas what the bed bugs have experienced. DIE FLEA DIE!!!! I figure that where there is one flea there are at least and thousand and they are BREEDING!!!! OK time to stop thinking of that now and I reach for the bottle of wine nearby.
The great news is that I am in better shape physically than I have been in a very long time and all it took was Bed Bugs to make that happen. Who would have thought? The house looks like a war zone and any blind person would become confused over the interesting smells in this dwelling. It is a good thing that we still have the quarantined signs up. I have gotten a few strange looks though as people cross the street rather than come near the house with the caution tape around the porch. Oh well, such a small price to pay and cheap entertainment for our neighbors, right? In a year or so no one will even remember this happened, maybe, right?
Our home now smells like walking into a hospital where a full vat of pickles has exploded but NO BUGS IN THIS HOUSE EVER (I screeched in my best Joan Crawford imitation).
6/22/2013
Oh I hope to never have to do war with bed bugs. I have battled fleas and ticks though. I'll have to come back and read through the first posts on this, and hopefully when I check back you'll have announced a cease-fire because everything you were fighting is dead ;)
ReplyDeleteThank you Madison for support. This has been very hard on me emotionally... BUGS!!!! RUN.... ok back to me again. I see NOTHING crawling in this house, no bug of any kind what so ever. This does not mean that it is over though. I am not completely convinced and won't be for a while. The really BAD news is that I've really gotten use to clean sheets EVERY NIGHT to sleep in. Oh well, guess that is not so bad of a habit to be in if I MUST be compulsive about something. LOL Thanks again.
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