Boondock Ramblings

A little bit about a lot of things

We spent ten days with my parents in their 200-year-old farmhouse before being able to move into our home. The house is where my dad grew up (originally I wrote ‘and where my grandparents lived’ but it’s obvious my dad lived there with his parents so that was a bit redundant.). I grew up in a house across the fields and creek from this house but when I was in college my parents moved in with my grandmother to help take care of her. I also lived there during college (when I came home on the weekends). 

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Since the house is very old, it comes with what old houses come with – creaking steps and pipes that squeal at night, sometimes drafty windows and . . . bugs. When I lived there it was spiders that appeared and freaked me out, but during this visit, the creatures leaving my kids and me on edge were ladybugs, ants, and cockroaches that fell from the ceiling (which I never remember having an issue with when I lived there with my parents. Thank God!). The ladybugs swarmed my son’s room on the first night and on one of our last nights there a cockroach fell on his shoulder in the middle of the night. 

We discovered the ladybugs swarming in my son’s room, right before we laid down for the night. My son sprayed Raid and then hung out in my room to give time for the ladybugs to disperse. The only problem was that an hour later when he went back to check on the status of the Raid smell he discovered tiny little Ladybug carcasses all over his bed and the floor. He spent that night in the room that used to be mine with his sister and me, too tired to vacuum up their bodies.

The room that used to be mine has two twin beds that are slightly less younger than the house. The beds were used by my aunts, one of which was 87 when she passed away last year, the other who is 86 and still feisty as ever. I pushed the beds together so one of us wouldn’t fall off the tiny twin mattresses in the middle of the night. That night I had one 13-year old boy, a 5-year old girl and a 3-year-old cat curled up in the bed with me and amazingly I slept well.

On the night when the cockroach crisis occurred my daughter and I had switched rooms, moving into my late aunt’s room. My husband slept with the cat, who had to be locked in a room because my mom is allergic to cats. The door in my old room locked better than the doors to the other rooms and I have to get up and pee at night more than my husband does. I didn’t want to be chasing the cat around the house at 3 a.m. if she escaped while I went for my latest pee-pee trip.

My son ran into the room my daughter and I were in about 1 a.m. shuddering and telling me a cockroach had just fallen on him and “it was looking at me with its beady little eyes!” I told him to sleep with us but wasn’t sure if we would all fit in the full-sized bed my aunt used to sleep in. Somehow we managed to do it but the tight fit might explain why my neck hurt for the next several days after that.

One thing I’ve wondered since these bug incidents is if my son simply attracts insects. He seemed to have more interaction with the insects than any of us during our stay there and they followed him around the house as if he was the Pied Piper or the Bug Whisperer. 

I”m just hoping none of those bugs followed him to the new house.

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13 thoughts on “Old houses and bugs

  1. Jinjer says:

    When I moved in with my Mom 3.5 years ago she had “wood roaches”. It took a full year of Terminex spraying every three months until I stopped finding those horrible things. And like your son, I had some of them fall off the ceiling onto me. Gah!!!! I’m terrified of any and all bugs so this was not a good situation for me at all.

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    1. No! Yuck! I would pass out if they fell on me!

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  2. I hate cockroaches and mosquitoes. I love old homes though. So funny, thanks for sharing some laughs with me. Have a great weekend.

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  3. So have the bugs followed him? 😉

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  4. alimw2013 says:

    Yikes!! I can seriously relate! We’re hosting a foreign exchange student this year (yes she’s still here in the midst of the chaos because her country’s borders are closed for who knows how long) anyway when she came here her room was in the basement and she’d complain of bugs all the time so I’d spray bug killer we had on hand only to still have the problem…my husband kept saying just call the professionals and have em come spray to which I refused because in my stubbornness I was sure it wouldn’t work any different then what I was already doing and I didn’t want the expense..I finally caved, the pros came and sprayed, the price was right and I kid you not— bugs, spiders, etc could be found scurrying out of our siding outdoors and the basement had large crickets and a few spiders here and there dead on the floor..We haven’t had an issue since but it’s about time to call them again just to stay on a repeat schedule!!!🥴😅

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    1. Oh my word! Can you imagine her going back and telling everyone that her host family made her sleep with bugs? Hahaha! Just kidding! I have a feeling it was like my situation and they weren’t everywhere all the time — just here and there and always around my son. Actually, I did forget that my daughter and I saw one cockroach or water bug one night too.

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      1. alimw2013 says:

        Lol! No doubt!

        Oh goodness!!! Ya they all creep me out!!😅

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  5. Michelle says:

    When I first moved into my home there were these weird centipede things that would get in my bathtub. I hated to take a shower because I just knew one of those things was going to get on me and I was going to run out the door and up the street naked!

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    1. Oh my gosh! No! I hate those things. The house we moved out of had some of those over the years. One time one was on the wall in the hallway going to our bedroom and I almost passed out from horror! lol!

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  6. Ugh! I don’t mind bugs, but do not like them crawling on me!

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