And the ants piled in

The box was closed. The box of chocolates, that is.

But this morning when we marched up to the kitchen counter, Chris yelped in surprise and pointed in horror. A moving black line stretched from the box down to the hardwood floors, along the baseboards, and moved under the kitchen table…and beyond.

Ants.

“Don’t worry,” I said.

“I was always worried because you were eating chocolate all over the place,” Chris said.

I ignored his exasperation. He was experiencing a panic attack with lack of cleanliness and things not working. I directed him. Discard the box into the building trash. Vacuum the ants. Wipe down the trail. Empty the vacuum contents. (Snapshot the contents, because it will be a mini ant farm!) Done.

And done it was within 30 minutes.

Chris added a bit of insecticide near the opening where the ants entered.

“Wasn’t that easy?” I said.

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