I meant to upload some photos from this weekend’s long run, but instead I had ants. Ugggghhhhhh…not that I particularly care for any form of crawly inside the house, but I’d take a few random spiders or even the occasional “palmetto bug” that the cats quickly hunt down and eliminate over (shudder) ants any day. Ew. In the past, there have been a couple of occasions of suddenly, unexpectedly having ants crawling all over me and let me tell you, whether or not they are the biting kind it is not a feeling you soon forget. This has led to what I feel is a not unreasonable hatred of antlife.
So, when I spotted a few scouts in the vicinity of the stove yesterday evening, I did what any reasonable person would do — I took the kitchen apart eliminating looking for possible food sources as well as the source of the infestation. The anty hideout. Whathaveyou. And while the cabinets, behind the outlets, and underneath the stove itself have been cleared of suspicion, the occasional intruder still magically appears. And I am in a state of freakout. I think I’ve changed my mind…I love winter. Winter can stay.
So, no pictures. No trail write-up. But, barring some other distraction — anty or otherwise — I’ll work on it tonight.