Unwanted guests

So you know how sometimes you get home after a really long day at work and the last thing you want to deal with is unexpected guests? This is precisely what happened to me two nights ago. I arrived home. And they were just there. Not one. Or two. But closer to one or two MILLION!

Tiny ants have taken over my home. They form a long trail along the skirting boards on the floor. They even have a marching band crossing my lounge into the kitchen. They are literally everywhere.

So last night I poured some Clorox (Jik), Pine-Sol and some vile-smelling concoction from the "danger" cupboard into a plastic bucket. I mixed it all together, poured in some hot water, snapped on a yellow glove, picked up the scrubber sponge and got to work. Because apparently a polite, "Excuse me, you've overstayed your welcome, please leave" doesn't work with them.

Die. Die. Die. They soon disappeared. Ha. That will teach you.

I woke up this morning. Apparently they're home-sick. All along the skirting boards. The marching band. All of them.

A friend of mine once advised me to take drastic action when dealing with unwanted guests. Bad smells. Giving them shopping lists. Little things like that to make them feel unwanted. Tonight I'll take a trip to Wal-Mart. Bad smells and shopping lists won't work on these critters. But a big ol' kick-ass can of Doom will.

If they don't pay rent, they need to get the hell out.