Living On My Own

Did you know there are these little carpet bugs that like to hide under cardboard? Cincinnati is always full of new surprises. I just spent the past 10 minutes vacuuming up all these bugs (I guess that’s incentive to unpack my last box…) and freaking out. I am not that dirty. I rarely cleaned in college, other than scrubbing down the bathroom and the kitchen counters, and I NEVER had bug problems. I’ve had a ridiculous number of bug problems since moving here. Attack of the flies (suddenly 40 flies appeared in my apartment one day for no reason, for those of you who missed that story, and I don’t mean little fruit flies, I mean giant houseflies), giant spiders, carpet bugs…the irony of it all is I live in one of the nicest neighborhoods in Cincinnati.

I hadn’t intended on starting my first entry by talking about bug attacks, but bug attacks are kind of the story of my life ever since I moved to Cincinnati three months (can you believe it’s been that long) ago. I was planning on using this blog to talk about how confusing it is that it's September and we're not back in college and it's time to think about real people things, but...nope, my mind is too preoccupied by bugs. I don't think I am cut out to live alone, between being a big scaredy cat and hating bugs. At the very least it'd be nice to have someone to freak out with. Areener, come back to me.