not parasites after all

holy shit. the owner of the pest control company, who happens to be a particularly sharp individual, came over to talk to us about our pest problem and explain why he doesn't want to spray more chemicals.

what a refreshing experience.

so it turns out that we don't actually have a parasite problem, and we're not hallucinating either. we're reacting to something, probably something being carried in on dust particles, and even just knowing that it's not something contagious following us around is an enormous relief.

in other news, my son has been making us really, really proud over the last couple of days in his dealings with his friends (even if he broke down tonight, he seems to be coming down with something and he was really tired). there's a level of maturity that's breaking the surface that is extremely gratifying.

in other gratifying news, the amount of positive responses i've received from my post that drew so much ire is inspiring. even on the original post, the overwhelming majority of responses were positive. so that's cool.

i'm glad i got to rest a bit before taking mr smear to his friend's swimming pool (it was a ridiculously hot day for spring). quick shopping, home, shower, back to the grocery store, a glass of wine (and a liquorice root) to say farewell to our friend, then finally home for a quick and sad bedtime, firefly, a bit of progress on my mother's project and now, i think, going to bed.

i can't believe it's friday already. wtf.