3:15am. Awake suddenly, moments later, I hear a smoke detector sound downstairs and notice light flooding up from the stairway. I rush out and downstairs, finding Kelly standing on an end table while the detector screams intermittently. I jump up and help disconnect it while ants are crawling up my arms and across the ceiling above me. Run to the sink and shake the detector while trying to quickly open the battery compartment door so I can disconnect the battery and end the horrible sounds. Finally disconnected, but the more I shake the thing the more ants fall out into the sink. Kelly tries to vacuum up the ones on the floor and by the ceiling where the smoke detector is embedded into the ceiling. This is the same thing that happened just over a month ago. Same location.
Needless to say, after Kelly killing the ants that were crawling on my back as I was trying to empty the detector, we finally went back to bed. However, after an event like that, I found it very difficult to fall back asleep. My sense of touch was on high alert. Everything felt like there was an ant crawling on me. Took me a good 40 minutes to finally doze back off. Though ruining my chance at a full nights sleep.
Going to cover the top of the detector with Terro and screw it into position in the ceiling, see if the ants take the bait up there. If this doesn't work I'm going to HAVE to pay Orkin for the exterminator service, because this can NEVER happen again. Ever.
3 replies on “The Return of the Ants”
Dude. Are these the little bitty ants or the big crunchy ones? Either way….*shudders*
I do not envy you at the moment.
They’re little tiny ones. When the Orkin guy came out a month back he called them ‘odorous house ants’ which are totally non-destructive (unlike the larger ones you’re probably thinking of, carpenter ants). After the last outbreak I thought we’d gotten rid of ’em (hadn’t seen one in a couple weeks) but that must be because they were hiding, and multiplying, and planning their evil plans to wake Kelly and I up at 3am.
Curse them ants!!
Dammit, now I got the creepy-crawlies. Yeeesh.
I think that’s worse than finding mouse poop inside your walls. I’m not entirely sure about that, though.