Fucking hate fucking fire ants

That's it, I've had it, we're calling in the professionals and the commercial-grade poisons. I wanted to be all environmentally and pregnancy friendly, but I have my limits, and this morning the ants found them.

I'm standing in the shower and I feel a sting on my foot. I figure it's a phantom bite because I've got ants on the brain, just like when you spend too much time looking at or cleaning up after bugs you start to feel like they're crawling on you even though they're not. Slowly I realize that no, this really, really hurts and I bring myself to look down and sure enough, there's an ant on my toe, biting me IN THE SHOWER!?!?! I kill it and finish my shower and get bitten again when I step out. I look down and they're all over the bath mat. So I managed to drive them out of the laundry room and up into my master bathroom, perfect. I get down on my hands and knees and start smushing them all with my bare hands because I am soooo very pissed. I know that killing them one at a time doesn't do a thing about my problem, but in the moment it feels good to take out 30 of the little bastards. Also it clears enough space on the mat for me to actually get out of the shower.

So now I've got a swollen toe from the one bite this morning, and my power lock on one of my doors went this week so the car is in getting fixed, and our passports expired and we finally this morning found a studio that could take a picture formatted with Canadian passport requirements (after asking around at SEVERAL different places). It's been a shit morning/week all round. Fuck it, I'm going out to lunch and getting some retail therapy with the neighbour. If anyone needs me I'll be at Ikea. I think I may pick up some cinnamon buns too, I need to spoil myself.

United breaks guitars

United Breaks Guitars

I guess it's nice to know I'm not the only one they've treated like crap. In my experience, if their "customer service agents" could have cared any less it would only have been because they'd ceased breathing.

United is the worst airline in the world. On one trip we had the misfortune of having to make 2 connections. The first leg we flew with no heat in the cabin; the stewardesses were wearing parkas. Sucked to be the rest of us who had checked our coats because we were going to Hawaii.

On leg two they claimed we had to be delayed because our plane was "unsafe" and then immediately boarded another plane-load of passengers onto it while we watched and waited. They then gave us a smaller plane and bumped 25 people from our flight.

At the final connection they told us we needed to leave the security area and pick up our bags to bring them to the next flight. By the time we found out that was incorrect we couldn't make it back through security in time to make the final connection. Through all this they didn't even offer a complimentary can of soda. When asked their employees were very quick to answer that they were not authorized to offer compensation of any sort.

I would rather walk than fly United again.

More ants

They have now spread to the kitchen garbage (which is now out on the back porch) and are eating all the glue out of my wooden cutting boards, so I now have many thin slats of wood instead of BOARDS on which one can CUT. No, the garbage and cutting boards are not in the same cupboard, but they are both in lower-level cupboards.

*sarcasm* I can't wait until tomorrow when I get to discover what new way they can make my life suck. */sarcasm*

The pest control company is sending out their inspector (and estimate-giver) tomorrow, so hopefully we can get them poisoned and dealt with quickly.

In other news, one of the power locks on the van is making an annoying noise. Apparently it requires a new $200 "lock actuator" and all the air filters need changing too, to the tune of $300 altogether. And of course I was out getting away from ants so I didn't approve the repair in time to get it done today. This is going to be a very expensive week.

So what did I do today that didn't suck? I went out and had a lovely lunch with Rhonda (my treat because she'd bought the last time and she was chauffeuring me around) and then we went shopping at Ikea where my sole goal was to purchase $100 worth of stuff I'd bought last week so I could get the $20 gift certificate and then immediately turn around and return it with last week's receipt. Mission accomplished, gift card in hand, I found out the estimated arrival date for the next shipment of my crib is in three weeks (oh joy if it's right) and I also got cinnamon buns. I was very good and did not purchase another orchid. Then it was on to Babyearth to inspect a toy for eliskimo where I bought a Snoogle for myself. I really, really, really hope this helps me sleep because I am so very tired of being this tired.

Off to test out the Snoogle. Wish me luck.