Ants in My Pants

May 20, 2008

Ants. I am so feed up with ants. At first I felt bad killing them. But now I decided it doesn’t matter because they come back by the hundreds. They are in all of our clothes, of course the kitchen, last week I found a column of ants going from the ceiling, down the baby’s mosquito net and into her bed. Fortunately I noticed it before she got bitten (don’t know if that is the right tense). It took me an hour to shake out all of her blankets, wash the mosquito net (by hand of course, no washer or dryer here) and get all of the ants out of the little nooks in her bed. I remade her bed and hung the mosquito net in a different part of the room. In the evening when I went to put her down – they were back. I big column marching from the ceiling down the mosquito net and all over in her bed. Argh! At least that time Isaac was there to help me do the process over again. Then he put Icy/Hot sports cream all over the hanger so the ants wouldn’t climb on it again. He’s a thinker.

The ants also invaded my toothbrush. Hundreds of these little tiny ants. But it was fairly dark and I was in a hurry so I didn’t actually notice until I saw something weird on my lips as I was brushing my teeth. Yeah, ants, all over in my mouth. That day I started looking for a new place to live. We’ll move in August when our contract is up.

A few nights ago Isaac took the 4am turn with the bottle and he turned on the light in the kitchen so there was enough to see by in the living room (yeah, we sleep in the living room still). He could see a large black shape a foot or two away from the bed, and he watched it for a minute. He said he could tell by the way it moved that it was a tarantula. So he took of his flip flop and threw it at him; he’s a pretty good shot, he got it. Course the sound of the flip flop smacking the floor woke me up, and he said, “Don’t worry; it was just a little tarantula, just half the size of my palm”. Not one of the big ones. I took a picture, but since it was dead it had all its hairy legs pulled in and it’s not that impressive. I asked Isaac to let me get a picture first before he kills the next one.

Last night I was hanging clothes up on our clothes lines and I saw this huge, ugly beetle on the clothes line. I just decided to steer clear of it. They don’t scare me but I don’t like them very much. But at one point my head brushed up close enough for it to jump on. I didn’t notice till a half hour later when I scratched my head and felt this big thing on my head. I freaked out and called Isaac in to untangle it from my hair. The funny thing is that that beetle freaked me out a lot more than anything else I’ve seen so far. I guess I felt attacked.

We decided to build a house. One with windows that close and real doors, rather than the open iron gate we have for a back door. I’m so excited for that. They say it will take about three months. Not too bad.