Kill’m… NOW!

Over the last week I noticed I kept itching on my ankles.   A quick inspection yielded welt like bites and a couple of culprits in action.   As I was getting bitten a few times a night – I just couldn’t wait any longer.  Those fleas had to go.   I’m a hair away from kicking our sweet pit bull and even our teddy bear cute yorkie to the back yard!  I bought some Raid Concentrated Deep Reach Foggers & hubby set them off all over the house.  They seemed to do the trick short term, but everything I read online said they could re-emerge in a few weeks.  I read that Twenty Mule Team Borax with a 3 to 1 part salt mixture basically dehydrates the fleas and their eggs.  BTW – has anyone done this?   I looked at my local Walmart and found Twenty Mule Team Borax for only 2.96 a box.  Not bad!  I plan to borax/salt the house tomrorow, leave on a day and vaccuum.  In the meantime – I feel overwhlemed by the amount of cleaning, vaccuming, etc I need  to do now and the dread of those little things coming back. 

“Hello?…CPS?”

This week has been crazy hectic.  It just flew by.  But I feel *SUPER* guilty.  and I can’t believe I did it…

On Wed, I got up as usual – late.  Showered, Ironed clothes, woke up the kids and dried my hair.   I happened to check the calendar and realized that my son had a field trip schedule to go to the zoo.  I mentioned it do my hubby and he says “Oh yeah, he needs a sack lunch”.   Dammit!   Of course I have nothing to send for lunch.  So dad packs a standard bologna & cheese sandwich and a baggie of grapes.  I have to run to the store for chips and drink.  I have less than 30 minutes to go from store to drop kids and make it across town to work.  After leaving the store, I grab what I bought and throw it in a large ziploc.  Presto – sack lunch!   I haul-ass to drop the kids.  As I’m leaving them at daycare, my daughter says “I’m just wondering about breakfast?”   Dammit twice!   I know I gave her that blank wtf look.  Luckily, the Asst Director took control and ushered them to the kitchen and I was able to go back to my hauling ass to work.   I wonder how many other mom’s have forgetten to feed their kid?   Oh well – they ate after all and that’s all that counts. 

I’m so great!

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