Some people work places for years and very slowly siphon (what a fantastic looking word) off bits of money to themselves until they’ve amassed a small fortune. Some people are very frugal and do their “shopping” at work and never need to buy toilet paper. I steal Max-catch mouse & insect glue traps.
Yesterday I noticed four bites on me that weren’t there the day before. Three of the four were positioned in the breakfast, lunch and dinner triangle. If you’ve ever had bed bugs or worked in a field that is knowledgeable about them you’ll know what I’m talking about. For those fortunate enough to have had no experience, bed bugs often bite in a series of three (breakfast, lunch and dinner) and in straight lines. I panicked and had myself convinced I had bed bugs. This is of course what anxious people do. They play out the worst possible scenario in their heads and imagine that it’s true. I checked my bed and was satisfied that it was bed bug free. I decided that maybe it was a spider or a reaction to something. I didn’t think anymore about it until I woke up this morning with two more bites. FAACCCK! Another bed check, still okay. Again, my brain led me to every possible scenario. Maybe my cat has fleas or maybe I have bed bugs at work (wouldn’t be the first time). Someone at work suggested it might have been from the squirrel or it was body lice (oh god!) I have thankfully ruled out the body lice. In my paranoia and quest to seek out the culprit I got two glue traps for my work area, one I left under my desk and the other I left on my chair. I needed to rule out my place from the scenario and so I brought home two more traps. I rationalize it being okay to bring them home because if I did have bed bugs there is a 90% chance I brought them home from work. One to go between my mattress and sheet and the second will go under my couch cushion. Maybe the couch has something, it’s too dark to see anything on it. I can’t stop scratching.
My head has been itchy the last week or so and I’ve got lice paranoia as well. I’ve been going through my hair with a knit comb on a daily basis. My sink is full of hair. Oh god I’m so itchy. It’s time to do another compulsive combing of my hair.