En La Casa (part 1)

Things have been going pretty well in our little house.

For the most part.

However, as in anything I encounter, there is no perfection to this place. It is not a total dump, and the location + room sizes still make up for most shortcomings, but here is a taste of the few sour spots we have encountered, thus far, in our lemonade.

Furnishings:

Or lack thereof.

-We have come to loathe our air mattress more than EVER, since it is deflating rapidly and we no longer have access to a pump.

If you have ever slept on a VERY low air mattress, please, send your sympathies courtesy of pay-pal, for you must know the utter hopelessness of waking up to feel you butt/elbow/knee grazing along a rubber covered floor, only to know that you must sleep there again that next night.

-We have also come to hate our camping chairs, that we thought we were so clever to pick up in lieu of a couch. After about 20 minutes of sitting in one of these your body has two options:

1. Slouch down until your neck is resting uncomfortably against the chair's flimsy back.

2. Remain in an upright stance and allow one's butt to go completely numb.

I typically opt for the former evil, and Em for the latter. Leaving the two of us, sitting by ourselves, with our whining complaints echoing off our bare walls.

"OW! My neck HUUUURRRTTSS!!" (huuurttss....huuurttss....)

"MAN! My buuuuttt...!!" (buuuttt....buuttt...)

Bugs:

For at least the first week / week-and-a-half, we were convinced, and excessively relieved after the horror stories we have heard, to find not one bug in our happy home. Then, the inevitable truth of New York life crept in upon us...

-It started out with the flies.

Yes, true, we had left our screen-less windows (that's an issue for further discussion...) open for many days, but it was warm out and we had not yet seen any bugs appear. THEN, one or two common house flies would buzz in-and-out of the living room, nothing to fear or freak out about though.

...UNTIL...

OUT OF NOWHERE!!!! An odd and uncalled-for SWARM of teeny, black, fruit/gnat-like flies appeared clustered upon our freshly painted ceiling and wall. WTF!?! We thought... these windows have been open, why all of a sudden!? We take our trash nearly every day (the trash chute is convenient but VERY small) and never let food sit out, not even crumbs! Especially, not fruit!

Em texted me about The Great Fly Fiasco while I was out one day and I stopped by KMart on my way back to get a spray that would rid us of these icky invaders.

It did the trick.

For about 24 hours.

THEN, they were back again! A friend informed us that the big flies may have lain some eggs in a crack some place, and as we have many teeny nooks and crannies about our (very aged) apartment... I took the spray back our and sprayed till we nearly passed out!!!!

THERE!!! Now come back, we dare you!

They have not. Mission accomplished.

That is...until we saw :: dun dun DDUUUNNN ::

-Our first (notice I say first) ROACH appeared darted across the living room!!

Now, I know what you are thinking: "Ewwwwwwwww!! You are dirty and disgusting!!"

BUT... we are NO such thing: we hardly have anything in our house, so there is no clutter; I already mentioned our trash-taking-out habits,;AND without any rugs our floor demands being swept quite often.

So, please friends, do not think less of us for this evil critters encroachment upon our home, we are truly filth free girls.

I squashed this little guy, despite previously mentioned friend's attempt to "set him free" (dude, it's a ROACH!!! Not a LADY BUG!!!). That was that....???

Again, no. Phase two... roach SCURRYING along the wall... in the back bedroom (aka our dressing room / all our stuff is in there, until we really move-in, room). *Sigh* SQUASH!

Why, Mr. Cockroach, why must you come in this place? This clean, empty, little house. What did we do to you?

That is all we have seen for now, but we have resigned ourselves to the fact that it is an evil truth of the city that roaches are EVERYwhere, and just count ourselves lucky that we have yet to see a spider or a mouse.



NOW... There are also some humorous, household malfunctions that I will regale you with, but for the time being I have worn myself out with this sad little recount of our domestic woes.

Farewell, for now.