She got a new puppy recently. Harley is a West Highland Terrier. He is an early Christmas present. He loves my daughter to pieces. They are attached at the hip. I had to kennel him because he would leave her alone. I decided to bathe him when I noticed these little black things on him. They were ticks! Not just one, like twenty. Poor baby, he was good as I used finger nail clippers to get them out. These were in the louse stage, so they weren’t burrowing as fast. Then I did what every person does, I start going on a cleaning spree.I had to stop long enough to bring my hubby dinner. Of course, having an hour sleep from the night before, I had a hard time keeping my attention and it was pouring rain. Those who live in Florida know when I say rain… it’s like the gates of hell opened up!
Back home to more cleaning, ugh! When I get to my daughters room, what was coming from the baseboard and windows-ticks! She is lying on her bed and I spot one, I yell at her to get up. I give her the once over and have to move her to the couch. I went down to the maintenance guys place and had him come over. I think he even got the heebie geebies. We killed what we could see and then shut her room up.
Yesterday, I think someone really hated me. Have you ever had one of those days when nothing goes right? We talked with the general manager; she came and took a look. I showed her where they were coming from. She looked at us and said, “I don’t think you have an infestation.” At that moment, one was crawling on her pant leg. Really! We made a plan of action. At first, I wanted to move to a whole new place; because reading these things can hatch every 3 to 7 days, but agreed to try some things before packing up. So we have been moved to a corporate apartment. It’s nice we have a view of the Tampa Bay. Ours is just as nice, I usually view a beautiful courtyard.
As we are waiting to be moved, I decided to call my girlfriend Misty. I look at on our terrace and the pup is on the other side on the ledge! My daughter and I go out, trying to talk him back. I would have leaned over myself except I was working on 4 hours sleep in two days. I probably would have gone head first over. He gets almost back and then falls. My daughter screams running for the door. We are on the second story. Luckily, his fall was broken by the bushes below. When he hit, he barked then ran off…like what the heck? My daughter scooped him up. He was okay, thank God.
Finally, we get moved in time to take her to gymnastics. She wasn’t going to participate, except on beam. I had to make a payment, forgetting my check book I went to the ATM next door. It was broken, gee what a shock! So these last few days for me have been crazy with lack of sleep, sick kid, and being displaced.
It will be mid-week before I go back to see how my place is. They will have a cleaning service come in, I am going to help because no ever meets my standards of clean. Hopefully, all is good to move back. I just hope the rest of this week goes without a hitch. A girlfriend called this morning concerned. She told me I looked like the whole world was on my shoulders last night. I didn’t talk with anyone simply because I would have lost it. Today has been better- thank goodness.
