And she's back!

Howdy to anyone reading this:)

I am officially back to blogging now that I have constant internet access here at the new house in Georgia.

It's been a trip...literally and figuratively. The heat alone has been a complete 180 degree turn from upstate New York. Not necessarily a bad change, but an interesting one. The dogs sometimes can barely stand to be outside. Audie goes through buckets of water every day. The little dogs go through as much water as Audie would go through on a regular day up in New York. Water bill should be interesting in a few months.

One thing that really has me hating this place though...and i mean, HATING, LOATHING...is all the huge bugs and pests. We've hung up sticky strips in the house that are already just completely covered in moths, flies, gnats, mosquitoes. We've had several cockroaches show up in the house...dead for the most part, but a couple we found crawling around.

I'm seriously barely out of the bedroom because I hate bugs...I have a legitimate insect phobia and I barricaded myself in the room this morning because there was a cockroach as long as my index finger on it's back out in the foyer. I doused it with 409 because it was the closest thing to me in the kitchen and I would have had to cross the cockroach to get to the pest sprays and stuff that we've bought and that our landlord left for us.

I thought it was close to dead but when I sprayed it, the legs started kicking faster and faster and I thought it was gonna flip over and start crawling again so I just stood in the bathroom, reached my arm out, and sprayed it as much as possible until it stopped moving. Then I went back into the bedroom. I had to come out of the bedroom later because I was too hungry to give up lunch so I ran out to the kitchen but out of the corner of my eye (I tried to avoid looking at the cockroach soaking in 409) I saw another cockroach, a smaller one but a more alive one that was on it's back, still kicking pretty quickly. I did the same thing, scream...and then doused it with 409.

I hate this place because of the bugs. I love it because it's an adorable house and a pretty area in downtown but I hate the bugs. I'm afraid to come out of the bedroom because of them. I just plan on surviving by either being out of the house and working when i can find a job here or having rich finish killing them and throwing them away whenever he gets home each night.

I want to go back to New York...more than anything. I miss Sandra, Quasi, their doggies, the area, their WalMart...I hate the WalMart here. I can never find anything because it literally seems to move each week that I'm there. I hate the post...the px isn't all that great, the commissary is ok I guess but small. I just don't like it. The roads here are ridiculous, there's ghetto everywhere...and there's so much poverty down here...run down houses that look like the roof will cave in if you blow on it. I just don't like it. I'm sure I'll learn to like it but I wish I could learn a little faster because as of now....one word.

HATE