Ok considering a crap night. Maybe I'm starting to see the cosmic joke and laughing at the punchline. As if I didn't have enough to deal with, what with my body and brain all over the place, severe insomnia, work issues and frustrations, money worries and my house on the verge of falling apart (hence much worse money worries), I get up to find an ant scout crawling across the cooker. Jesus christ, they usually have the decency to wait until spring. So I've got the elements attacking the outside and the insect world attacking from within. You reach a point where you just think, this is absolute bullshit, this is a drama, and some celestial observer is having a fucking laugh at my expense.
I've put a bait trap out near where I saw it. So if I get a trail of ants all over the counter top, to and from the trap, taking the poison home to momma queen, that will be a win, but knowing my luck and experience they will probably just go round it and I'll see them carrying my canned goods back to their nest. I put poison down near their trash dump last year and they just closed the hole and moved on to find another exit instead of telling their friends about the big dollop of food.
I've put a bait trap out near where I saw it. So if I get a trail of ants all over the counter top, to and from the trap, taking the poison home to momma queen, that will be a win, but knowing my luck and experience they will probably just go round it and I'll see them carrying my canned goods back to their nest. I put poison down near their trash dump last year and they just closed the hole and moved on to find another exit instead of telling their friends about the big dollop of food.


