bats, bats and more bats.

about a month ago the renters in our old house called to say there were bugs. at first these bugs were thought to be those pesky bed bugs. the pest control people were called and determined these bugs were ACTUALLY bat bugs from the BAT COLONY living in the attic. "lovely" we said. "we're outta here" our renters said. the bats were lovingly forced out of their dwelling place, then mesh was placed on all the places thought to be entrances. the bugs were destroyed and now....now for $5000.00 a restoration company will clean. they will rip out walls, ceilings, insulation and tear up carpet and anything touched by bat droppings. for $5000.00, they will wear tyvek suits, hepa masks and carry their weapons of defense....big vacuums. they will rent trucks to dispose of all aforementioned in the proper place. dare we do this on our own and save a few thousand? "i think not" i say. "i already itch" i say. "this is for the professionals" i say. fortunately the main man agrees.

i am being lovingly forced out of my dwelling. i won't be allowed back there. the remains of my old self are being destroyed and i am to find a new home. for a much higher price a restoration company came in and cleaned. they ripped me up, and tore out everything touched by myself. they braved the toxic waste which was my soul and disposed of me in the proper place. i dare not face this life on my own. THIS life is definitely for the professionals.

bumper sticker

that i want...it says

"ever since that house fell on my sister, life just hasn't been the same"