…don’t let the bedbugs bite…
With Justin gone it has been quite the roller coaster these past couple weeks. The bathroom has been on hold for now, so it’s just an empty room with no walls taunting me. Mostly I have just been slowly moving out of the apartment, trying to get everything into the house. It’s been pretty slow going. The other morning I was laying in bed when a tiny little insect started crawling on the sheets over to me. Thinking about how the other day Justin said he found a tick on him while mowing the lawn, I decided to take a picture of it before killing it. I did not get a good enough picture to get any identification out of it. The next day I found another one and got a better picture. This one I sent to a friend who identified it as a bedbug…
A bedbug?! What the heck!! They can live in empty houses for up to three years without a host. And of course this stupid house would have bedbugs… So I moved into my sister’s house for the weekend after stripping at her door and decontaminating myself, I was able to stay there bedbug-free. She helped me pack up more things from the apartment and drop them in the garage, so they wouldn’t get contaminated by the bedbugs in the house. I called a pest control company and he came out to look at the bug I had since captured to identify it, before I decided to pay to rid the house of them. Turns out it was just a carpet beetle. They are not that bad and are pretty much everywhere. Whew! Dodged a bullet on that one!
Now I just have to finish moving out of the apartment, which should be much easier now that I can actually go into my own house!