My day got worse yesterday. I don't want to recap but I feel I need to for all you to understand how bad yesterday was. So please re-read yesterday's post and then pick up here...
After ranting on the blog yesterday I go to take a shower and find a train of hundreds of ants going from my shower, out the bathroom, around my bedroom rug, around my bed to Fiona's bed. Now I HATE ant's. I think of all creatures that are creepy crawly I do well, but for ant's. Now there are hundreds in my small apartment. I go to work killing, spraying, cleaning and finding any other spaces they might be. Quickly the apartment is cleaned, moved around and the shower rechalked. I throw all my sheets and a rug into the washer. It gets to the spin cycle and stops working. AHHHHHHHH. Now my washer is busted.
I'm exhausted, give up and get into bed. Waking up every 2-3 hours to check that the ants aren't making another trail to my bed and ME. Peal myself out of bed at noon, check everything, clean a bit more, fix washer somewhat and go for a bike ride. The day is looking better now, bike ride, gym, dog walk, and food making tonight. Sleep by 10:30 to wake at 5:15am for the gym again.
Now I'm done ranting. Thanks for listening.
1 comment:
It is amazing to me just how therapeutic a bike ride can be. I had to do the same on Sunday.
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