Ants

Yesterday was a rough day for me. We have been having an ant problem in our house unlike anything we’ve ever experienced before. To say that I hate bugs would be the understatement of the year. So when my husband showered after work and went to put on his comfy lounge pants and t-shirt he had worn the evening before, he said they were covered in ants and he started getting bit all over because he didn’t notice the ants until he put the clothes on. He said he must have killed about 100 ants. Sometimes he exaggerates but who knows in this case. I am just glad that I was not there to witness it. I told him he needed to take the clothes outside and shake them off again because he obviously did not get all of the ants off. He found it hard to believe he had not gotten them all even though I saw two crawling on the clothes since he left them on the bathroom floor. He brings the clothes back in and proceeds to put them in his hamper. I told him to just put them in the washing machine because if he missed anything then we would have ants in our closet getting in our clothes.

The rest of the evening we kept seeing ants in our bathroom, bedroom closet and kitchen areas.  I had even seen a few in our bedroom. It was really starting to stress me out. The home should be a place of refuge and comfort, but with these ants invading it did not feel like that at all. I have been having lower back issues lately and had gotten a deep tissue massage in the afternoon so by the evening I was feeling a bit sore and tired. Add to that the ants and I was getting a headache and feeling stressed out. It is one thing to see a bug or two but this felt like an invasion and I couldn’t relax.

Men have an amazing ability to not let things like this bother them as much and he went to bed. I had told him earlier that we needed to vacuum because of the ants and he said that he would do that for me the next evening after work since I was having back issues. My inability to relax would not let me wait for that so I had to vacuum myself and risk irritating my back. It helped me to feel a little better and then I slept on the reclining loveseat. I could not sleep in our bed because of the ants and the fact that my husband’s blankets end up dragging the floor. I sleep with only a sheet most nights while he uses four blankets! Thankfully, I slept pretty well and the next day the ants were not completely gone but we only saw a few. I thanked God for the good night of rest and for protecting me, and I also told him that I know he created bugs and things that creepeth but that didn’t mean I had to like them. And I don’t like them, at all. I hate them.

God tells us not to hate our brother and I try hard to live by that, but bugs are a different story. I hate them and I think God understands that. I don’t care what ants may or may not be good for, in my mind the only good ant is a dead one.

 

Author: livinandlearninweb

I am a homeschool mom of two who is nearing the end of this stage of life and ready to see what is next for me. I enjoy writing and have a desire to do more of it.

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