Yep, when I saw this photo of Ant-man I thought, nevermind a photo of ants, this will do nicely. So awesome. So funny. This one makes me smile and laugh forsure. Photo credit goes to Pixabay.com user Johnny Gutierrez.
So last year our plight was white mold. This year it’s ants. In the 7 years we’ve lived in this suite we’ve never had either of these things occur before. Combined with everything else going on around us, It’s as if life got the 7 year itch and said, “I’m out. Take care of yourself.” I jest, but it is kind of strange, and I don’t enjoy plagues.
So as the ants storm their way in underneath our front door I’m being a vigil aunty. Or ANTy If you’re feeling fun. Andrew’s dad said to get some Borax spray as it’s perfectly safe for humans and animals, but it will kill aunts. I mean ants. I hope it doesn’t kill aunts! Andrew sprayed way too much hairspray today. That might kill aunts.
I don’t like bugs in my home! They bug me! Andrew was laughing at me last night as I hunkered down in front of the door and pounced on said invaders. At least that’s the way he saw it. I may have got too into it. As one ran for cover under the baseboard I may have said, too proudly, “It fears me.” Don’t ask!!!! I don’t normally take joy in being feared. It was an off moment for me, but Andrew found it quite funny. Of course, he had to phone his mom. (lol) He always phones his mom! This time, however, it wasn’t because he had made me laugh. It was because I had made him laugh. Yay! I win!
Fear me! I’m going to blame this one on being isolated too long. Andrew and I we’re doing this shut-in thing before it became, unfortunately, so trendy, so don’t judge. Just pray that we don’t turn to the dark side.
The year was 2006. Maybe it was 2007. There were no ant infiltrations back then. However, bees were on the rise and there was fire in her eyes.