Of Ants and Me

I hate ants. Individually, they are such insignificant creatures. It's their monstrous numbers that make them scary. You can't get rid of them. As soon as you've gotten rid of them in the kitchen (after 4 tries), they pop up in the livng room.

Wierd places I found ants this week:

• In the water resevoir of my clothes iron, which was on the top shelf in my closet.
• In the crib.
• In one of the drawers to the baby's dresser.
• Under the crib.
• On the bathroom door.
• On the plastic cover to a clipboard.
• Underneath a picture that was hanging on the wall.
• On the kitchen floor - yes I know, but this one was wierd. It wasn't a line of ants marching to anything, it was just 259 ants randomly scattered across the kitchen floor. I don't get it.

As a side note, this is my 100th post! Woohoo! Who knew I had so much to complain about?!

Welp, gonna be a busy day. Gotta get crackin'.

P.S. I conquered that Stupid Tree! It is lit properly and in the dark it looks very nice.