Success! I repellanted (it’s a word because I say it is) the spindly little legs off that mosquito last night.
After work I stopped in at the local supermarket*. It took me an age to find the insect stuff, but when I did I was spoilt for choice. There was an impressive array of sprays, tablets, creams and dispensers. I wasn’t interested in spray, I wanted the lazy option. Something that would do the work for me while I slept. I wanted the genocide to happen while I was blissfully unaware. Or, wait, not genocide really, that’s a bit drastic. But I wanted the nasty little insects to be kept at bay without me having to stand at the ready with the can of spray into the wee hours.
So I picked one of those plug things where all you have to do is flick the switch and check the light is on. And a stick of Peaceful Sleep, just to be sure.
Dear readers, I slept soooo well last night. Not quite like a baby, seeing as how I didn’t wake up every two hours crying and with a wet nappy. But man it was a great sleep. I dozed off a little after 9.30pm and before I knew it the sun was shining in through my window. I’m almost tempted to build a shrine around my Mozzie Plug.
You remember Perfect Strangers? Well I think this is one of those moments when The Dance of Joy is perfectly acceptable.
* Which just attests to quite how desperate I was. It’s a horrible supermarket. The most cramped, illogical layout imaginable with diddly squat in the way of parking. Thank you, but I’d rather drive a little further to be able to shop without feeling like I’m on the verge of a brain hemorrhage.