Happy Valentine's Day!

Ok, here's what you've missed from last night until now. I was really distraut yesterday because my brother refused to let me come home this weekend and I didn't really know how to handle this whole bed bug situtation. So I called my Dad a few times and I even started crying one of the times because I was just at a loss. You know one of those slipper slope situations where it's like one thing leads to another and before you know, you feel like your whole life is spiralling downhill. I just started talking about how crazy it is that I got bed bugs, how did that even happen? Then I started thinking about that dirty mattress and why in the world did I think it's a good idea to take that mattress from my Aunt's garage when she offered it to me. Then I thought about why did I even move here? What am I doing here? There's nothing here for me! Where is my life going??? And before I knew it....I broke down.

Anyway, long story short, my dad came up with a solution. This is why I love him. He told me to get some fumigation canisters from Home Depot and self fumigate this morning before I leave for work. Then go back at lunch and air out the place, by the end of work, it should be ready to go and I can bring all my stuff back home and wash it. It was a good plan, until I realized I'd have to hide all my food and dishes. Then wash all my clothes and EVERYTHING that was exposed to this stuff so I don't accidentally ingest poison. I was hesitant about this plan, but I got the canisters. I talked to my BF about it last night and he thought it was a bad idea. Given how clumsy I am, he thought something would go wrong. I have to say, I kind of agreed. What if I accidentally sprayed my eyes and then I couldn't see and couldn't get out in time and then just died. Well, obviously, since I'm here and I did it already, that didn't happen, I didn't die. But something did happen that makes me realize I'm not spy material.

So I packed away all my food, put away all my dishes and got ready for this crazy self fumigation. To prep, I double checked to make sure I had my wallet, ID, and keys. To be sure, I put my ID and my keys in my pocket of my jacket. I uncapped the first canister and started the process in my masterbedroom. I ran out of there and closed the door. Then started the second bedroom. I then ran to the livingroom and got that started and then ran out the door and locked my apartment.  When I started to walk to work, I realized that I lost my ID. It wasn't in my pocket anymore. Ugh. So I had to go back into my apartment, WHEN THIS FUMIGATION PROCESS IS ALREADY GOING ON, and find my ID. Good thing I didn't have to search too long and go too into my apartment. But I still think I got some of those fumes. Just as I thought, I'm so clumsy. Not good spy material.

So because of all this craziness yesterday, I missed ZUMBA. I was really looking forward to it. I haven't been good about exercising and I've missed Zumba THREE weeks in a row already. Ugh. Oh well, I guess this whole bed bug business is a little more important. Once I get this craziness behind me, then I can move on with my life. Either that or slowly get poisoned by the fumes...either or. Oh and did I ever tell you that the ONLY emergency room they have here doesn't take insurance?? So you have to pay out of pocket for your needs?? They can do that because have NO competition and they can make these crazy rules. So I've decided that I'm not going to be slapped with some crazy ER bill, so if something happens to me here, just let me DIE. I'm not going to the ER because I cannot afford it. So if I just suddenly drop off the face of the Earth, you don't hear from me, you can assume it's because I got fumigation poisoning, refused ER care, and DIED.

The only thing that I'm really concerned about is that it leaks into someone else's apartment and kills them or my smoke detector goes off and someone goes into my apartment and they die, or I neglected to turn off my pilot light and my apartment explodes. Well, I guess I'll find out at lunch time when I return.

Oh, Happy Valentine's Day! I got some flowers from my BF yesterday but I think they are going to die in this fumigation process LoL. What a short beautiful life. I'm talking about the flowers. Ok, you probably got that. And he got the Dora, the explorer, Valentine's card I got for him. It's really cool, it comes with Dora stickers. Hahaha.

Everyone's so into Valentine's Day today, I've gotten TWO valentine's already and I didn't even get anyone else anything. Well...I have bed bugs, people probably shouldn't accept anything from me, shouldn't touch me or even LOOK at me. My BF is still not completely sure I have bed bugs....which sorta makes sense. But if that's what the Pest Control people said, then I guess I should believe them? It's just weird how no one else got bitten this whole year except me. And my bites are more consistent with mosquitoe or spider bites. Oh well, that fumigation is suppose to KILL EVERYTHING so MUHAHAHAHAHAHA. Whatever is in my apartment is going to DIE!!! OMG! I left Kurtis in there!!! O_O OH NO!!!!!!