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Major Bug Anxiety
I am having so much anxiety about all of this bug business that I don't even know what to do. It is seriously paralyzing. This has never happened to me before. There is so much to do before the bug dude comes on Friday morning and I honestly can not drag myself up to do any of it. Heck, I can't even get myself to eat. I had half a sandwich for lunch. That was 9 hours ago.
I'm supposed to bag up all the of the clothes in my dresser and go wash it somewhere in hot water. Supposedly all of the hanging clothes in the closet are not a problem, though I'm not sure how that can be true when the laundry baskets (with infested clothes) are in my closet and also the suitcase (which could be how we got bugs if they came from a vacation). I have a shelf in my closet which has about 30 or so sweaters and I am going to have a MAJOR conniption if the dude says that they all have to be dry cleaned. Because really, can you imagine the charge for 30something sweaters?
We also have to find a place to buy plastic mattress bags so we can seal off our mattresses. All of them - our bed, the guest bed, and the futon. And I'm pretty sure I will never sleep again because I am an insanely light sleeper and I will be awake with every plastc crunch. And we need to wash all of the linens in our whole linen closet (there are probably at least 12 sets of sheets, god knows how many blankets, towels, etc.) and all of the pillows. Not sure about how that works with the feather pillows. Or the couch pillows which I don't think can be washed.
We also have to vacuum the crap out of the apartment which is challenging because we have all hardwood floors and they don't exactly vacuum well. Well, things like cat hair suck up just fine but not always little bits of dirt.
And I'm not really sure what we're supposed to do about, you know, getting dressed if all of our clothes are in bags and need to be washed. Or how many items will be ruined by being washed in hot water and then dried on hot. (I have a lot of clothes that I do not dry in the dryer.) Or what about when I go to work on Friday in my infested clothes, and then come home from work to an apartment that has supposedly been debugged? Am I going to reinfest the house?
You see what I mean? I am going bonkers. I am so paralyzed by all of this freaking out. I literally can't even get moving on any of this. I just can't get myself to do it. I am so skeeved by even the possibility of this and I am flipping out. Last night I was making the cupcakes and they didn't come out the way I wanted to and I seriously smashed one of the pans. I totally lost it. It is a nightmare.
Also, I am paranoid that the extermination won't even work. They supposedly use this really hot steam to kill the bugs but that sounds so dubious to me. What about the eggs? What about if they are hiding somewhere in this ancient house? I just have this waking nightmare that we are going to be dealing with this forever - that our lives will be one bite after another and we will move somewhere and just take them with us. What the heck do we do with our suitcases? Throw them all out? I have all of these questions and Jen gets so frustrated because she doesn't have the answers. And she hasn't thought of the questions. But I can't help it, because I can't stop thinking.
I'm supposed to bag up all the of the clothes in my dresser and go wash it somewhere in hot water. Supposedly all of the hanging clothes in the closet are not a problem, though I'm not sure how that can be true when the laundry baskets (with infested clothes) are in my closet and also the suitcase (which could be how we got bugs if they came from a vacation). I have a shelf in my closet which has about 30 or so sweaters and I am going to have a MAJOR conniption if the dude says that they all have to be dry cleaned. Because really, can you imagine the charge for 30something sweaters?
We also have to find a place to buy plastic mattress bags so we can seal off our mattresses. All of them - our bed, the guest bed, and the futon. And I'm pretty sure I will never sleep again because I am an insanely light sleeper and I will be awake with every plastc crunch. And we need to wash all of the linens in our whole linen closet (there are probably at least 12 sets of sheets, god knows how many blankets, towels, etc.) and all of the pillows. Not sure about how that works with the feather pillows. Or the couch pillows which I don't think can be washed.
We also have to vacuum the crap out of the apartment which is challenging because we have all hardwood floors and they don't exactly vacuum well. Well, things like cat hair suck up just fine but not always little bits of dirt.
And I'm not really sure what we're supposed to do about, you know, getting dressed if all of our clothes are in bags and need to be washed. Or how many items will be ruined by being washed in hot water and then dried on hot. (I have a lot of clothes that I do not dry in the dryer.) Or what about when I go to work on Friday in my infested clothes, and then come home from work to an apartment that has supposedly been debugged? Am I going to reinfest the house?
You see what I mean? I am going bonkers. I am so paralyzed by all of this freaking out. I literally can't even get moving on any of this. I just can't get myself to do it. I am so skeeved by even the possibility of this and I am flipping out. Last night I was making the cupcakes and they didn't come out the way I wanted to and I seriously smashed one of the pans. I totally lost it. It is a nightmare.
Also, I am paranoid that the extermination won't even work. They supposedly use this really hot steam to kill the bugs but that sounds so dubious to me. What about the eggs? What about if they are hiding somewhere in this ancient house? I just have this waking nightmare that we are going to be dealing with this forever - that our lives will be one bite after another and we will move somewhere and just take them with us. What the heck do we do with our suitcases? Throw them all out? I have all of these questions and Jen gets so frustrated because she doesn't have the answers. And she hasn't thought of the questions. But I can't help it, because I can't stop thinking.