The title says it all.
Carrie had a productive day. She woke up before Shane, went downstairs, and immediately came back upstairs. I was already awake from her getting out of bed, but I had hoped to lollygag and enjoy Shane sleeping in past 6:20. Instead, Carrie proclaimed "Ants!" and I knew my sleeping time was through.
Carrie was an ant-killing machine. I was still groggy and went to work standing in the yard while Brogan sniffed around. I came back and saw the massacre. They're ants, so they'll be back, but my wife gave them something to think about!
Add 'Ants' to the to-do list in the meantime. They're right under 'Chigger infested yard.' Shane upset that I won't let him in the yard much, but his bites are mostly healed. In the meantime, the dog and I have gotten the worst of it. I noticed Brogan rolling around and itching like crazy today. I've been scratching my own itches, so I hadn't picked up that he was getting bit too. Have I mentioned chigger central yet? I almost wrote a post way back when complaining about boxers and "how in the world did mosquitos get in there!?" Anyway, ants and chiggers. Oh my. I'm glad we moved just before summer started so we can take discover and take care of all the little peccadilloes before work starts in earnest again.
Thankfully, Carrie fixed the laptop so I could mention it!
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