So we have bugs again. This time, they are not in the boys’ hair. They are just in our home. I don’t even have to feel guilty because I forgot to check the boys’ hair. I just feel bad because I forgot to check the house! Who knew?
We began our spring cleaning a bit early this year and noticed a couple of holes. The first clues were the holes in the door. No, not where the glass bit goes, I mean the wooden bit!
As a responsible tenant, I phoned our real estate agent and explained the situation. Naturally, they doubted my opinion, and asked me, “Would I pop my finger in the hole to see what crawled out?”
I politely declined that offer and asked them to do so instead.
After a quick discussion, the job was delegated to a junior. Luckily, she was in the area and turned up within 20 minutes of my phone call.
She took one look from across the room and promptly fell to her knees.
Bless her!! But she didn’t want to pop her finger in the hole either. She confirmed we did have termites!
We’ve now had headlice, wild mice, cockroaches and termites...
Not everyone can say they have pets that feed themselves! How awesome is that?
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