So, I’m typing this from a small hotel room packed with personal stuff and two pissed off kitties. We’ve had to tent the house after discovering termites were slowly destroying the rafters in our attic. Not a good thing.
So, we had to pull out all the wine and food, store it somewhere else along with other stuff. We had to open all the cabinets and pack up the kitties. They are not happy.
And then we watched as they tore up the exterior of our house, put up big fumigation warnings …
and wrap it in a big circus-looking tent.
Ugly isn’t it? I have to say I am nervous about it because I am so sensitive to chemicals on my skin, but the termites have to go. Will report more soon. Max has discovered the joy of watching kids playing in a pool, particularly because he is way high above them and in no danger. Emily is considering whether it’s worth her time to come out from under the bed.