Tis' the Season of Bedbugs

Christmas sure sneaks up on you when you're working two survival jobs and trying to book a show in the meantime. It makes me miss the days of school, when one could fully enjoy the anticipation of Christmas. When you become an adult, the holidays become more of a chore.

With that being said, let's recap the events of the Christmas Season, shall we?

The Great Bedbug Infestation of 2016

Back in November, our roommate, Carol, began noticing little red bumps showing up on her body. We dismissed it at first, thinking it may have been a rash or a sensitivity to the laundry detergent she'd used on her bedsheets. After about a week, however, we discovered a little flat bug and immediately turned the apartment upside-down in lieu of a bedbug extermination.

The four of us spent hundreds of dollars and two full days in preparation for the extermination. We washed and dry-cleaned every article of cloth in the apartment, and then put everything we owned into 30-gallon trash bags in the living room and kitchen.

We kept the clothes in the kitchen

And we kept everything else in the living room

After all that work, what should happen? The extermination failed. Just days after we unpacked a few bags of clothes, Carol had fresh new bites on her body. Well, we were not about to re-wash everything, so we decided to take our chances and just throw what we had already opened back into the living room. We called the guy again.



Well, after respraying the rooms very well, taking Carol's massive California King-sized bed apart, spraying every single piece, and then putting it back together again, the bites still resurfaced after a few days. By this point, we were at our wit's end. One of our roommates had moved out over the spectacle, leaving us struggling to find a new inhabitant who wouldn't mind a bedbug infestation just before Christmas.

We decided to take matters into our own hands.  Obviously, the deadbeat extermination service the building sent for us was not taking care of the situation. So, after advice from my mother, we ordered three boxes of HotShot Bedbug and Flea Fogger from Walmart. It cost us about $20 total, and we didn't even have to re-wash everything we owned. We just opened the cans and let her rip!

What do you know, Walmart came through for us in the end. We really learned our lesson. If you want something done right, you've gotta do it yourself.

There were no bedbug bites ever again. We re-sprayed the rooms twenty days later just in case any hidden eggs had hatched in the meantime, and now we can officially declare ourselves bedbug free!

Wishing you never have to experience an infestation,
Little Me

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