So thanks to a bunch of insects, my kitchen cupboards are now thoroughly cleaned and organized.
Living here in the hills as we do, we are prone to ant invasions. I'd say about once a year or so, they make a serious go at establishing a route through our house. Usually, we spray a bit outside and at the entry points that we can find, but this time the little buggers were extremely persistent. Try two weeks of persistence.
I know that on a scale of creepiness, ants are not very high. But, I do get the willies when I see them swarming on my stored cereal boxes and Goldfish cartons in my pantry.
Hubba-hubba once asked, "Do you think ants carry any diseases or anything?"
And I replied, "Well, I'm not sure, but they are rather fond of dismantling dead animal carcasses and rotten food, so I am not exactly cool with them being in the house."
When we first moved in here, we had perhaps two days in which to move all of our stuff, and we had a lot of it. Because I was a silly newlywed, in November I figured I would have oodles of time in which to organize everything in its proper place.
Little did I know that less than four months later I would be pregnant and on bedrest. After the birth I was less than enthusiastic to deal with the chip and dip set being in the wrong cabinet. I reasoned that I had bigger fish to fry, like soothing a colicky baby and trying to keep the house reasonably clean. Although I never liked the way things were set up, it just never seemed like a good time to up and move everything around.
But, the ants invaded our pantry and our top cupboards, neccessitating the use of chemicals.
So, we relined the shelves, and are now, after a bit more than four years here, organizing our kitchen.
You see, that is exactly how lazy I am. It took an act of nature to get me to do it.