Routines…

Standard

At least once a day, I find myself saying, “What the F&*$%# are you and why are you in my house?!?!” to insects I’ve never seen before.  Everyday, they are different.  The same ones never come back.  The solution usually involves sweeping them out the door and praying they don’t come back while I’m asleep.

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