My floor looks like a miniature battle field; ant carcasses dot the tatami.
It seems that as the infintry invades the first floor, the air units have been sent to my room.
I am doing all in my power - bleach, vinegar, peppermint, boric acid, insecticide, cockroach spray - to hold them at bay, but their numbers are overpowering.
All I can think about as I go to bed is:
"It is estimated that the average person consumes a pound of insects in their lifetime."
And I sleep on the floor.
1 comment:
I freak out. This is me freaking out. The good thing is is that ants are only annoying and tickly. They don't really do anything bad. I would still freak out. You're a trooper. I have a futon and no ant infestation for whenever you decide Boston is a great idea.
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