Like most households in the Geneva area late this past summer, some unexpected and unwelcomed guests made an appearance in everyone’s houses. Fruit flies. Yes, they were annoying. We couldn’t have fruit anywhere, so we ended up only purchasing food if we would be eating it within 24 hours. Wonderful.

As the days got a bit colder, these little bad boys went away. Unfortunately, something else happened in our house: Their little cousins burst onto the scene, in somewhat dramatic fashion. At first, it was barely noticed, as the occasional bug would zzzzzuuuubb past your nose. You’d swing at it and probably squish it. More recently, we have realized that they aren’t interested in leaving house. I decided to take affirmative action. My house being free from wife this weekend, i have been going undercover, attempting to find where they live and how they always seem to multiply, no matter how many we kill. (I must admit, it was getting annoying having a conversation with Harriet (or anyone for that matter) at night, because you could bet on being interrupted almost every minute by a little annoying nat thing.

So anyhow, i got my “Raid moustique” out and have attacked some of their hiding places. I have only met one bug since the shock and awe of last night. We will succeed.