I have to go to the post office this morning and I really would rather not. Not because I hate driving and the parking lot is the size of a mousetrap, but because of…the bugs.
Last time I posted a picture of the yard it was still snow-covered. This morning it looks like this.
Nice right? But it’s raining. And darkness + damp = BUGS. I cannot even begin to tell you how thick the mosquitoes are this year, but I’ll give it a whirl anyway.
Yesterday I sat in a chair by the window in the living room. This is what the window screen looked like.
LIVE IN WISCONSIN, THEY SAID. IT WILL BE FUN, THEY SAID.
I have a feeling that my walk from the house to the car will lead to approximately 12 bug bites. I may perish from the blood loss. And if I don’t get bitten a dozen times I’m sure I’ll just pick up a wood tick or two. Lawd help me.
I’ll be back in a few days, if I survive the mosquitoes. Send DEET.