Here we go again. I got up this morning intending to scrub out the master bath surround and bathe the dog. With that in mind I headed downstairs to vacuum (because she rubs herself dry on the carpeting) and also sweep the kitchen. When I reached down to move Wil's food dish to swiff...guess what. Yes, the patter of tiny ant feet again. Of course we hadn't sprayed since July 22 (but I do take umbrage to Ortho's claim that the spray lasts "all season"; they are either somewhere with a real short season or it just doesn't hold up with all the rain we've been having—I suspect the latter).

It's a good thing the dog dish is blue. At least I can see the ants on it and get fair warning. The "earth tones" floor is the same color as the ants and I have to squint to see them.

So James—who was on his way to the monthly IPMS meeting—dumped out the dog food dish and made sure of strays and got me the Ortho so I could spray around that damned sliding glass door yet again. (Got behind the cupboard they invaded last year and behind the fridge and near the dishwasher Just in Case.) He went off to his meeting and I slathered Skin So Soft on my arms to keep off the mosquitoes and plunged into the back yard to spray the sliding glass door on the outside. No bunches of pine straw on the roof or branches touching...yet...it looks like. But I don't see ants on the other side of the door, which puzzles me sorely.

Since I was out there anyway I sprayed all the other doors and the kitchen window and at least the foundation under there, then did the edge of the whole driveway and the cracks. I hate doing this in the sun. After a while I can feel my pulse beating hard at the back of my head and it bothers me.

Showered and am now doing what I started out to do this morning: vacuum. I'm knackered already and it's only one o'clock.

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