So, my house is full of these goddamn tiny flies.

We’ve had them since we moved in, but they’ve gotten much worse in the past month or so. I’m not sure what they are–they seem slightly bigger than fruit flies, and they don’t swarm. But apparently their big thing is to just fly right up in your face and attempt to enter your nose.

It’s infuriating.

GB and I are constantly swatting at seemingly invisible specks in the air right in front of our faces. It’s funny to watch, if you’re not the one dealing with the fly at that particular second, but overall it’s a gigantic pain in the ass.

I don’t know where they’re coming from–there doesn’t seem to be a clear source. Then again, my house is much less than clean, so they could be coming from anywhere, really (though I kind of suspect one of the big plants). They are driving me fucking crazy. I need them gone before H. gets here, because I am so not cool with these little fuckers trying to fly up his tiny nose.

In other bug-related (aka disgusting) news, it turns out that all my cats have fleas. How did all four of my exclusively-indoor cats get fleas? I don’t know, but it pisses me off. We treated them all with the Capstar pill and the topical flea stuff, but they’ve still got ’em.

The only thing we can think to do is fumigate the whole damn place. We’re seriously considering getting a hotel room for us and the cats and just bombing the hell outta the apartment with the most toxic chemicals we can find. I’m hoping that 24 hours out of here while that happens will be enough for me (and the cats) to miss most of the horrible effects…yeah, I don’t know. I’m checking with the doctor on that tomorrow. But seriously, something has to happen, because these little fuckers are driving me insane.

And on another somewhat related note, would it be crazy to actually hire people to come clean my fucking house for me? Between GB working 12-14 hours a day and my whole enforced-sitting-on-my-ass, things around here are going to hell fast….

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