Good morning, all! Around 5 this morning, I felt a bug crawling on me, and by 5:05, I had tracked it down on my pillow and killed it. It was indeed a bedbug, so I rose immediately, put on the coffee, took my bath, carted all trash down to the basement and wrapped every utensil and pan I'd washed on Tuesday evening in plastic bags. At 7 am, I was at the laundromat, by 7:15 I was having breakfast - the worst western omelette ever - and by 8 am, I'd been to the pharmacy and purchased a bug "bomb" to set off in the apartment.
I packed my things for the office, and by 8:30, I'd finished the laundry. Shortly thereafter, the movers arrived to carry 43 cartons to my new storage space. I set off the bug bomb, went up to the storage space to complete the move, and now here I am. I've been up for 6 and a half hours and I'm exhausted.
I have no media watch to provide today, sadly.