There is something that has been irking at me the past couple of weeks or so and I have not posted about it because I feel like I am being a paranoid neurotic. I have been getting lots and lots of bug bites lately, and everywhere I go I feel like I'm being eaten up. At this point I know that it is becoming a psychological problem, but it is greatly distracting from my focus and let's face it - overall happiness in my day to day life.
My husband and I thoroughly cleaned our entire bedroom- washed the mattress pad, sheets and comforter, bought new pillows, and have sprayed bug repellent around. I get bites, he doesn't. I have been collecting specimens from our house - from little gnat/flying thingies to creepy crawlers that we both believe could or could not be bedbugs. I have my little ziploc bag of specimens by the computer for identification. It is an impossible feat. Then, after being in my office for 4-5 hours on Monday, I came home with more bites - so now I'm beginning to think that the infestation is there- where I do see little flies every once in a while. I hate to use pesticides but I'm reaching the end of the line here. I'm turning into an itching, bug catching, squashing, and cleaning maniac!!
And I know for a fact my husband is going to boot me out of the house if I mention it to him one more time.