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Jun. 29th, 2004 10:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rivkaGood news: I got everything out of my cabinets in preparation for the exterminator, and didn't see a single roach while doing so. I'm running the dishwasher now, and once I empty it in the morning my kitchen should be ready for toxins.
Also good news: I ran into my next door neighbor Michael while we were both taking out the trash, and asked him if he'd seen any bugs at his house. (He hasn't.) He pointed out that the city recently tore up our street to do some utility work - a few weeks ago, in fact, so approximately at the same time that we started seeing roaches. Neighbor-Michael thinks that our roaches probably came in when their natural lair was disturbed by the utility workers. If so, that might mean that they don't stick around once we've treated the house.
Bad news: I didn't ask the exterminator what I should do with all of the things I took out of the cabinets. They're in my living and dining room right now, piled in huge mounds on the dining table, heaped up in laundry baskets sitting on chairs, stacked on the coffee table. What happens next? Will the exterminator bring some sort of tarps to cover them up with? Was I supposed to remove them from the house completely? Will he just avoid spraying the foodstuffs with poison? I should've asked, damn it, and now it's too late.
Also bad news: I forgot to have dinner, in all of the excitement. Now I'm tired and I don't feel hungry, but I should probably eat something. Something that doesn't involve any unrefrigerated foods, dishes, silverware, or cooking implements. Hm. I have some yogurt smoothies in the fridge. Doesn't that sound like a tasty, healthy supper?
Also good news: I ran into my next door neighbor Michael while we were both taking out the trash, and asked him if he'd seen any bugs at his house. (He hasn't.) He pointed out that the city recently tore up our street to do some utility work - a few weeks ago, in fact, so approximately at the same time that we started seeing roaches. Neighbor-Michael thinks that our roaches probably came in when their natural lair was disturbed by the utility workers. If so, that might mean that they don't stick around once we've treated the house.
Bad news: I didn't ask the exterminator what I should do with all of the things I took out of the cabinets. They're in my living and dining room right now, piled in huge mounds on the dining table, heaped up in laundry baskets sitting on chairs, stacked on the coffee table. What happens next? Will the exterminator bring some sort of tarps to cover them up with? Was I supposed to remove them from the house completely? Will he just avoid spraying the foodstuffs with poison? I should've asked, damn it, and now it's too late.
Also bad news: I forgot to have dinner, in all of the excitement. Now I'm tired and I don't feel hungry, but I should probably eat something. Something that doesn't involve any unrefrigerated foods, dishes, silverware, or cooking implements. Hm. I have some yogurt smoothies in the fridge. Doesn't that sound like a tasty, healthy supper?
