Infested!

If you think your animal might have fleas, they do.

This is a good life lesson.

We did not obey that axiom, and now we are infested with fleas. But let us start at the beginning...

So this past Friday night, I stayed home for a chick flick evening while Ryan played music. While Ryan was gone, I undertook an Obsessive-Compulsive cleaning binge of our bedroom. I dusted, vacuumed, and replaced the lamp bulbs with low voltage soft lights. I also put some new crisp, simple white sheets on the bed that I got on sale at Macy’s (I even ironed them)! I was giddy with the clean, fresh results – yes I am that much of a dork. My plan was to finally buy a decent rug, make curtains for the windows with fabric I have had sitting around for months, hang some artwork -- including a little piece I hopefully scored from the Windup Space’s recent opening -- and ultimately take some photos of my completed sleeping cave.

Alas, my plan has been derailed somewhat by some unwanted visitors. FLEAS. Last night, Ryan and I and the animals climbed into bed fairly early because we are both into the books we are reading right now. Ryan looked over in my direction and his eyes got HUGE. So I said, “How big is the bug?” because a.) I didn’t have on my glasses, and b.) Ryan is a little obsessed with bugs, flies, mosquitoes – they are the bane of his existence and I know that look. He didn’t say anything, just sat there with his mouth open. So I put on my glasses and looked.... fleas! Fleas climbing on my freshly cleaned lamp shade. Fleas climbing up the wall.

Somebody screamed like a girl (not sure who), and we hopped out of bed and threw back to clean sheets to (thankfully) only a FEW fleas. Curses and exclamations ensued, along with a general agreement that there was no way in hell we were sleeping in that room. So we went downstairs to the guest room, with its awful, creaky non-tempurpedic bed (I do not know HOW people sleep in such barbaric things), and slept fitfully all night, both of us jumping at any real or imaginary itch we felt, which of course woke the other person up because, well, that bed sucks.

Now, Ryan has just informed me that he just completed the flea, tick, and bed bug bomb of the house and picked up new flea medicine at the vet, dousing the animals with it. And tonight I will wash my freshly washed and ironed sheets, yet again, and hopefully our room will be bug free and on its way to being a comfy cozy sleeping spot again.

Listening: She & Him - "Volume One" I LOVE this album. It makes me very happy and I have a girl-crush on Zooey Deschanel.