Spring Cleaning

Yesterday, I was at the office by the desk recording home visits to some old folks.  I was at that computer for 11 straight hours so I returned home rather tired.

We went early to bed, anticipating the end of a ceasefire.  It did not come.  Ceasefire is still on.  But I had a sleepless night non-the-less.  In the morning I realized that most of my night I spend waking up from bugs bites.  I would fall asleep and within the hour was awaken by a bite.  Most of them on my fingers, but some on my legs; I could not see any mosquitos nor other flying creatures, so I guessed that somehow my bed is hosting bugs.

The morning found me too tired to think.  I tried coffee, and water and just staring at the home computer ….still tired.  So I did the next best thing - I stripped the bed and started a spring-cleaning-bug-removing-disinfecting-war.  

The mattress was leaning against the wardrobe, the side tables moved to the next room, the vacuum was working, the wash machine was pouring hot water on the beddings, and a whirl wind of bug sprays, and swifter movements filled the room.  I declared my own private Protective Edge War - no bugs will survive this one.

It is amazing how much energy one masters when provoked.

231st Day of Thanksgiving -

I thank God for giving me enough energy to do a spring cleaning in the middle of a very hot summer; for good working bug sprays. Thank God for winning the war. 

Relieved,

Orith