What a crap few days.
I had all my supplies together, the house clean, and was ready as ready gets for this baby to come. Then I discovered bedbugs!!! These little critters have apparently had a resurgence with the jet set world, and have infested at least a third of the hotels in north america due to the fact they are great hitch hikers. It only takes one- you can pick it up by setting your suitcase next to the guys that sat on a bed in the Westin Times Square New York. They are indiscriminate- they do not care if your house is clean or dirty. Just as long as it is warm Do not know where ours came from- but to get rid of the
you have to wash EVERY piece of clothing IN THE HOUSE, along with bedding and drapes, in hot water, and you have to spray to the house, and everything in it. And you have to leave the house for 24 hours.
So I have spent some time crying quietly- these events brings out the worst and the best in people. When something like this happens to me- I focus, and don't stop until its all done. I wash and clean and wash and clean until it's done. But I do so to exhaustion. And then I get mad at other people for not having the same focus. Which of course is not fair on my part. I need to let go and bend. And making messes where I just cleaned. Which is a whole other thing entirely- thats just inconsiderate.
I was handling things well until this morning when tempers became a little thin. The exterminator arrives in a couple hours- there are things that still need to get done-
I don't know if I am over reacting- but I feel like I am not getting across to our housemates the need to wash everything in hot- that it's a waste of time and energy to do otherwise. I would be so frustrated to do all this and discover that we still have them because something wasn't treated properly.
And I am soooooo frustrated. I was ready to have a baby, and now I am surrounded by chaos. (Everything in the house has to be pulled away from the walls.)
So after a few sharp words were exchanged between house hold members this morning- I went and had a cry in an empty closet. Still feeling teary- but a little better. I just want this to be over.
I just wanted to vent a little- thanks for listening.
I had all my supplies together, the house clean, and was ready as ready gets for this baby to come. Then I discovered bedbugs!!! These little critters have apparently had a resurgence with the jet set world, and have infested at least a third of the hotels in north america due to the fact they are great hitch hikers. It only takes one- you can pick it up by setting your suitcase next to the guys that sat on a bed in the Westin Times Square New York. They are indiscriminate- they do not care if your house is clean or dirty. Just as long as it is warm Do not know where ours came from- but to get rid of the
you have to wash EVERY piece of clothing IN THE HOUSE, along with bedding and drapes, in hot water, and you have to spray to the house, and everything in it. And you have to leave the house for 24 hours.So I have spent some time crying quietly- these events brings out the worst and the best in people. When something like this happens to me- I focus, and don't stop until its all done. I wash and clean and wash and clean until it's done. But I do so to exhaustion. And then I get mad at other people for not having the same focus. Which of course is not fair on my part. I need to let go and bend. And making messes where I just cleaned. Which is a whole other thing entirely- thats just inconsiderate.
I was handling things well until this morning when tempers became a little thin. The exterminator arrives in a couple hours- there are things that still need to get done-
I don't know if I am over reacting- but I feel like I am not getting across to our housemates the need to wash everything in hot- that it's a waste of time and energy to do otherwise. I would be so frustrated to do all this and discover that we still have them because something wasn't treated properly.
And I am soooooo frustrated. I was ready to have a baby, and now I am surrounded by chaos. (Everything in the house has to be pulled away from the walls.)
So after a few sharp words were exchanged between house hold members this morning- I went and had a cry in an empty closet. Still feeling teary- but a little better. I just want this to be over.
I just wanted to vent a little- thanks for listening.














I pretty much resigned myself to it and now, if he messes up something I just cleaned OR doesn't clean what he said he would - I feel fully within my rights to take said mess and dump it on his side of the closet in a bag and let him find it or sort through it later.
Of course this is only with clothes/stuff clutter. He knows now that I give him fair warning!

