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.

2 thoughts on “Alfred Hitchcock Should Have Made a Movie About Mosquitoes”

  1. This is the stuff of nightmares! If I dream of mutant mosquitoes, I'll know who to thank.

    Seriously, this is horrendous. You'll have to wrap yourself like a mummy just to step outside. And let's hope there aren't any holes in your screens or they'll attack inside your home.

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