I got up and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for Ladybug. I went back upstairs and hopped in the shower while she ate. When I was almost ready (because I tend to run around in my bra and panties while getting things ready in the morning - I know this is not an image most people want to have) I went back downstairs and started getting lunches and snacks ready for the 2 of us. As I was running around the kitchen (barefoot) Ladybug came down to help. She walked into the kitchen and bent down to look at the floor.
My kitchen floor is a white and tan linoleum. Nothing fancy. She spoke to me without taking her eyes off the floor.
Ladybug: Mama, we have a bug in the kitchen.
Mama: What is new.
Very casual and unconcerned. Why? Because in the the year I have been here I have battled ants, cockroaches, centipedes, and spiders. Another day. Another bug. But just for fun I went to look at the bug.
I knew instantly what it was. Maggot! Gross. Really. Just gross. I had dealt with maggots only once before. I went with my roommate to her boyfriend's house about 20 years ago. I didn't like him so I didn't want to go. As I was sitting in his apartment I kept hearing a noise. They didn't hear it. But I followed the noise. Into the kitchen. And found his juicemaker filled with maggots. Filled. He had no idea. I never went back to his place.
So this morning I sat staring down at this maggot on my floor and worried. Where there was one -- there was likely more. So I started cleaning. And I found more. Scooping them up with wipies. Did you know that maggots make a popping sound when you squeeze them?
Not to completely disgust anybody but I found hundreds. HUNDREDS. All over the kitchen floor. In corners. Under chairs. In the laundry room. I cleaned and cleaned until I found no more. It was puke-worthy. And then I went off to work.
When I came home I inspected the kitchen again. I found 4. Only four. Every inch of my kitchen and laundry room have been cleaned tonight. Every nook and cranny. I am taking a little break. Then I am going back in to clean again. With bleach.
I do not know where they came from but I can promise you they are not welcome and they will not be staying a minute longer.
Where are you in the Triangle? We're in Holly Springs. LOVE it here! My email is christie.quackenbush@gmail.com if you want to be in touch. I'd love to make some local friends... especially friends that understand this little world of ours!
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