I. HATE. ANTS.
I hate ants. The very look of them makes my flesh crawl. Their swarming over food makes me shudder.
Ever since I moved from my nice high rise condo, I have been faced with ants, all species, colours and sizes. Mostly we have a very cordial relationship, I leave them alone, and they don't bother me. However, the last few days have been all about ants. Mainly cos I'm the one making the children's milk, washing up, in the kitchen, boiling water etc etc etc. There are ants on the countertop, on the floor everywhere. Cos the children are like Hansel and Gretel. They leave trails of cookies, chips etc whereever they go. All I can do is clean up after them. And these ants are not just solitary souls, or even the advance party, at that. These are the full fledged armies. Long trails of them leading back to goodness knows where.
I have killed so many ants in the past few days I'm surprised there isn't a poster of me up in ant land somewhere proclaiming me ant enemy no.1. Cos I am. I hate them with a vengeance. I saw nary an ant in while I was in Orlando, and frankly, I liked it that way. Arrrrrggggghhhhssss!!!!
You'd think they'd have learnt that my kitchen is the demilitarised zone by now. Hmph.
*deep breath*
Ever since I moved from my nice high rise condo, I have been faced with ants, all species, colours and sizes. Mostly we have a very cordial relationship, I leave them alone, and they don't bother me. However, the last few days have been all about ants. Mainly cos I'm the one making the children's milk, washing up, in the kitchen, boiling water etc etc etc. There are ants on the countertop, on the floor everywhere. Cos the children are like Hansel and Gretel. They leave trails of cookies, chips etc whereever they go. All I can do is clean up after them. And these ants are not just solitary souls, or even the advance party, at that. These are the full fledged armies. Long trails of them leading back to goodness knows where.
I have killed so many ants in the past few days I'm surprised there isn't a poster of me up in ant land somewhere proclaiming me ant enemy no.1. Cos I am. I hate them with a vengeance. I saw nary an ant in while I was in Orlando, and frankly, I liked it that way. Arrrrrggggghhhhssss!!!!
You'd think they'd have learnt that my kitchen is the demilitarised zone by now. Hmph.
*deep breath*