The ants go marching one by one...

I think the one think I will not miss in any way, shape or form is rainy season.  I love the rain, don't get me wrong.  It reminds me of home.  Fall, winter, spring and summer in Washington.  Just kidding, only the first 3 and a half seasons.  But really, I love the rain.  I especially love it here because it goes away fast, it's generally warm and it's incredibly relaxing.

What I don't miss and/or love are the horrendous ant infestations after a really hard rain.  Case in point:  We live on a hill...last year it was pretty rainy and I walked outside to see "black" tomatoes on my vines as well as dying roots from the excess water.  Upon closer examination I see that these "black" tomatoes are actually covered in itty bitty ants.  Nevermind the fact that I had ants under my stove, in my dishwasher, my potted plants and just about everywhere you could possibly imagine.  We eradicated the issue with lots of traps, pesticides, voodoo magic and the blood of a chicken.  It was lovely.

A few days ago, I saw two ants on the floor while I was scrubbing my grout.  Whatever.  Not that big of a deal.  Then I saw an ant in the trash can.  Just one, which I thought was odd but I looked high and low without seeing any others.

Yesterday while I was at the BX...it went from being overcast to having water up to my ankles in a matter of 10 minutes.  It should have given me some sort of inkling.  So I should have figured it was going to happen.  Driving home at about 10 MPH, I noted how deep the water was on the streets below us (because we live on a hill) and remembered how bad it was last year...(I didn't realize our voodoo magic had worn off, Silly Rachele).  No ants though, we're in the clear.

Fast forward to today:  "Zach, make sure to let the babies out and feed them before you go into work, I'll be home soon(ish).  You're the best, love you!"

Then this happened:

Ugh.  He was right too.  There were ants all over the place!  All in the expensive dog food we buy (because apparently I'm not the only one in the family with food sensitivities.)  I saw where my awesome husband had waged war in the kitchen.  I literally spent in excess of three hours scrubbing my floors, not three days ago!  Not, the floors are littered with the corpses of ants.  Awesome.  So I do what any housewife would do (I think)  and I spray them more.  Then sweep the remnants up.  However not wanting to be outdone, I can't seem to sweep them out of the grout.  Of course.

And yeah, I'm pretty sure I got crop dusted while waiting for my doctor's appointment...

I think today may be a long day.

Xoxo

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