1) Find a good, inexpensive landscape company- call, hire, and let them do their job
Desert landscape is a pain in the butt, especially when it is 1000 degrees outside and no one can get in your front door due to the over grown shrub that has turned into an attack tree. I need to hire someone out here to take it all out and replant with stone and things that go in one way and stay the same way for life.
2) Find a good, inexpensive bug control company - call, hire, and let them do their job
Scorpions, roaches, earwigs (which I have found out are also called pincher bugs), and now ants! I've done and survived scorpions and crickets in the past. I hate them both, but the scorpions are here, but it is way scarier with toddlers and kids in the house. It was suggested to put in glue tape at the doors frame. Worked awesome, except when company came through the door and stepped on it and stuck to the glue by the bugs from the night before and when your eight year old steps on one in the middle of the night are her way to tell you she's had a bad dream.
But, the ants tonight...well, that threw me over the edge. Seriously. I detest ants. There is NEVER just one. Never. All week I have been trying to be diligent about sweeping up after the kids, but my gosh, they are disasters when eating! Little Man is 14 months old and food goes everywhere! There is no use for plates or silverware. It just ends up on the floor. The toddlers aren't even living with me full time yet and tonight I find ants. Lots of them. A trail from the wall right through Miz N's chair, to Miss Giggles, and then on to Little Man's - where the majority were feasting. Miz N has had a new chore this week of dust busting the floors - but obviously that isn't enough. My skin is clawing at the sight, the thought, the fact of them. And now I am going out of town and envisioning them overtaking the house and being everywhere when we get back. I did find a can of RAID in the storage closet - don't judge or bother telling me it's bad, etc., I am desperate - and thankfully it killed what was on site. I know, and have known that I need to get a bug guy out here.
3) Find a good, inexpensive electrician - call, hire, and let them do their job
The SRP guy told me (and showed me) that two of the breakers are going bad in the electrical box. The hot water breaker is literally sparking when it gets turned on and the main breaker is so hard to turn off or on that he could barely move it himself, which is why I couldn't do anything with it. Now, I have to find a reliable, affordable electrician.
4) Find the electric screwdriver and get to work, Missy
Little Man is one of those typical new walkers who has no desire to play with any toys, but instead wants to open and shut everything in sight. Yesterday he figured out how to open the trash container. Can you guess where the trash quickly was? Today he figured out how to open the cabinet doors. I even pulled out Tupperware (okay...Rubbermaid and Glad cheap-o plastic containers...do people even own Tupperware anymore?) for him to bang around, but he found the cabinet with the dish soap. (How the heck do they move so fast!?) I bought the child safety locks, but just haven't found the time to install them. It is a MUST!
5) Call Camille and find the money in the budge to pay her to clean this pigsty at least twice a month.
Cancel the cable, keep the dumb phone longer...something! But...get a regular cleaning lady in here for the sake of my sanity and the health of my children!
6) Go to bed, get up in 2 1/2 hours, fly to Michigan, enjoy the time with family, and pray that the bugs and landscape don't over take the house while we are gone.
Miz N and I fly out at 6am AZ time and will arrive in MI, Lord willing!, around 2:30 pm. Please pray for a safe, fast, non-eventful flight. Cannot wait to just spend time with family. I am more than okay with never leaving the city limits. (Well...it is pretty small....maybe not leaving the tri-cities any way.)
7) Stop whining. Suck it up. Act like the blessed out gal that I am.
I have been purposed for a life of singleness. I know it's weird to say it and I know that most people don't believe me, but I am totally okay with my singleness...usually. But honestly - it is lemons like these that challenge my single state-of-mind. I don't want to have to worry about the bugs attack us in our sleep, or the landscape growing over the house, or the breaker box (which may even be spelled brakers for all I know!). I would be more than glad to share or pass off those concerns. (Oh, and cars, financial planning, and laundry folding.)
8) Stop. Breathe. Pray.
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