Well, here we are, all packed up and leaving - no, not because we're on our way to Hawaii or Carmel...no...our house is being - De-Termited! Ok, I know that's not really a word. I feel like we are evacuating - like on an old episode of MASH!
We packed up everything - food, medicine, wine, anything resembling food or medicine or wine - including the cat - who has only lived in one place all his life! He's looking at me like - "Where are we going lady?" All he knows is that the cat carrier means a trip to the vet, which usually means a cold glass stick up his butt!
I mentioned at a Girl Scout meeting last month (we were working on a Dollars and Sense badge) that we had termites, and we were saving money, and working extra to pay for the delousing fumigation. Baby Girl was close to tears after the meeting - "I didn't want the girls to know we have bugs!" was all she could stammer out at me! Wow - we have BUGS! Yuck! I should have kept my mouth closed!
But really, it's no shame to have bugs termites - just a shame to keep them - right?