Not a good morning for me!
Hawaii is a tropical climate. Sounds obvious, but that statement comes with a dearth of consequences. I thought about taking the trash out last night but got creeped out by the dark, so I decided to wait until the morning. This morning was twelve hours too late; a fly had gotten into the kitchen trash can and had a field day, the end result of which was maggots all OVER my freakin' kitchen floor this morning. After stiffling a strong urge to vomit and ensconcing the children safely out of the way, I had the dubious pleasure of hopping around the kitchen tile floor, collecting maybe a hundred maggots. Would you believe that Lysol, Windex w/ammonia, and Raid ant spray would not kill those suckers?! Hardy little things. I ended up sweeping the damned things up and depositing them outdoors as quickly as I could. After dealing with the trash, mopping the floor, then showering to get rid of my heebie jeebies, it is now 9:30 am. I have errands in town this morning. I'll post tonight. Sorry. I got lazy about the household trash and paid the consequences today.
Maggots have always grossed me out pretty badly. Their sickly creamy white bodies that wriggle, and that little black dot at the end. Hate them. Probably has to do with what they represent, that and there's never just one. Where there's one, there'll be more.