This blogging thing is a lot harder than I thought. Sometimes ideas flow out of me. Sometimes I sit here and wonder if anyone cares what I had for lunch or if Lydia slept longer than normal. Then I tell myself, that’s not the point. The point is to write. This blog is a creative outlet for your writing. Yeah, but who said I can write? Haven’t you read all those other blogs? These ladies are geniuses! They have 300 hits a day. They’re famous! I’m just a middle schooler in comparison.
So, with that said, I thought I’d let you know we have fleas. Not personally. Our house has fleas. And out of the 3 humans living in this house, I’m the only one that gets bitten. Within 5 minutes of being in the house, I have at least 5 new bites. (That’s one per minute for you mathematicians.) We decided to go green and try a natural flea killing powder. The ingredients are peppermint oil, thyme, cinnamon, lemongrass and clove. Who wouldn’t love for their house to smell like that? *waving hand wildly in air* ME! It is the most suffocating smell. It kept me awake last night! Lydia had to sleep in our room because my dh got a little powder happy and poured the entire bottle (suggested use: 3-5 rooms) into her one little room.
I’ve got the windows open. I’ve got the fans on. I’ve vacuumed and dusted. We still smell like a potpourri store on steroids. It’s revolting. My suggestion? Forget green and buy the flea bomb. Nuke those babies.