I went down to the sewing room on Tuesday and found out that the fleas we thought we had whipped had whipped us instead. I could see the stupid things jumping on me and when I came upstairs, they came with me on my socks! Yesterday I vacuumed in the basement until the filter in my vacuum was so dusty it wouldn’t suck anymore. Then I swept. I had the kids start throwing things outside – including my beloved cardboard box collection, just two months before Christmas!! The ramp that Hubby built so we could drive 4-wheelers into the basement was completely infested. I had Kristen soak everything she could with the hose and everything outside got rained on last night. I emptied a bottle of flea spray in the sewing room on Tuesday and bought 3 more bottles yesterday. I didn’t get the entire basement covered, but bought 2 more bottles today and finished it. Meijer no longer has bottles of flea spray There are bags of denim that I sprayed, but need to wash to be sure. The saddest part is knowing that I’m going to have to thoroughly clean the basement every week for the next month. I WANT MY SEWING ROOM BACK!!!! NO, I NEED MY SEWING ROOM BACK!!!!!!!!!
At church last night in the middle of a wonderful service I could feel my glands swelling and my throat starting to hurt. Right now, I’m curled up in my emerald green Christmas robe in my comfy Chicago Bears clothes and feeling miserable. Kristen has a pot of homemade chicken soup with lots of garlic simmering away on the stove. I love her.