Shh.. I’m hiding. I’m hiding from the horrible, no good, very bad job that awaits me.
I’ve only recently begun to see the difference between real problems and mere roadblocks, and that new skill is coming handy this morning.
The downpours of the last few days have not only flooded the garage and revealed a nasty crack in the foundation of the house, but we woke up to the worst ant infestation in the story of our family. I’m not talking about a few ants here and there; I’m talking about an entire ant colony taking over the house. The floor in the living room and kitchen is literally black with ants, every kitchen cabinet, every surface of the kitchen is infested. They are in the pantry, even, somehow, inside the refrigerator. (They have even taken their eggs (!) with them, so I believe they are planning to be here for the long haul. Yikes!)
So I'm hiding, blogging my
problems roadblocks away like the true addict that I am. I would take pictures it is not to be believed, but it’s too ugly so instead I’m going to dream of a better world. A world without ants, the beautiful world of I Dream of Cake for example.
By the way, would you wear these shoes?
What about these purses? Would you wear those?
I'll tell you what the ants and I would do: we'd eat them! Yes, they are cakes too, isn’t it amazing?
Now I must go back to the front. Did I ever mention that I keep my house pollutants free? Yep, I don’t spray. All I can use is a vacuum cleaner, a sponge, vinegar, castile soap and water. No wonder the ants like it here: they are guaranteed a strictly organic diet. *#@&!
all pictures courtesy of I Dream of Cake.