Saturday was quite an eventful day, as I discovered a bug that looks like a pumpkin seed. Or, could it be a pumpkin seed that looks like a bug?
Yesterday I cajoled my 18-year-old grandson to drive to McDonald’s to fetch a caramel iced coffee to bring to me. Boy, did it taste good! It took my attention away from the pumpkin seed problem for a while too.
But the poor boy had to drive 8 miles from Kendra’s to do this out of the kindness of his heart and wouldn’t even let me pay for it.
Grandma Is Going Dotty:
But he understood that Grandma is going dotty in here and an iced coffee just might take the edge off.
I was pretty excited when he appeared at my patio door holding my iced coffee. He also changed Ivy’s water for me. I guess it’s kind of pitiful when an iced coffee can make you feel so happy.
And I also found little black ants in my bathroom. I can’t figure out for the life of me where they’re coming in. But when I do, I’m taking the powdered cinnamon in there and preparing for battle.
So far it’s just one ant here and there.
When I go into the bathroom and see one crawling across the tile, I stomp it with my good foot.
And somehow that makes me feel better. More in control of my life.
A Bug Or A Pumpkin Seed:
I keep thinking that I’m seeing all sorts of bugs. There is now the problem of: “I-think-it’s-a-bug-but-Steve-the-biologist-says-it’s-a-pumpkin-seed.”
How many green pumpkin seeds could there possibly be dropping out of my little lunch snack sacks? It’s not like I steer my knee scooter all over the apartment one-handed while I eat a pack of nuts and raisins.
And even more frightening, I found one on the floor of the guest bath. I never go into the guest bath. So how did a pumpkin seed magically find its way in there?
I called Steve and asked that he come over, pick one up, and give it a look-see. After all, he is a trained biologist and they study humans, plants, and animals.
He informed me that it was a pumpkin seed and not some kind of floor critter.
Still, I pick them up and turn them over and look for tiny legs. But I haven’t found any yet. That doesn’t mean they aren’t there.
Maybe they’re some type of bug that has the ability to hide their legs.
Perhaps it’s a situation sort of like when an airplane takes off. The wheels pull up into the plane when it’s flying.
Maybe there’s a bug that can do that.
It just doesn’t make sense that I could strew pumpkin seeds from one end of this apartment to the other when I don’t carry those packets around when I eat them.
Is Ivy Responsible?
Steve seems to think that Ivy is to blame. He thinks I’m dropping pumpkin seeds and Ivy is picking them up and trailing them around.
If they are in fact pumpkin seeds and not bugs, then I’d have to say I’m going kind of “nutty”, wouldn’t I? I’m just not ready to go there yet.
Since the invasion of the roly-polies last week, I tend to sit here in my chair and scan the floor for the little black crawlers. Or ants, pumpkin-seed-looking bugs, or even some other type of bug.
It is even more distressing due to the fact that I have a cast on my leg and can’t do a whole lot about it. It’s getting kind of “buggy” in here already.
The Drone Of The Upstairs Neighbor’s TV:
Over the noise of my water feature here in the living room, and over the sound machine I ratchet up to high, I can still hear the drone of the TV upstairs.
Many times I have tried to envision what I’d do if I could climb those two sets of stairs to my upstairs neighbor’s door. How I would then explain just how much his TV noise bothers me.
I’ve already complained to the manager about this problem twice and left him a note on his mailbox outside my door.
I know that decibels measure sound intensity, and sound is energy that travels in waves.
I started Googling and found out…
When you hear your upstairs neighbors, the sound waves they create are traveling through their floorboards. These sound waves echo in the hollow space between their floor and your ceiling and in any connecting pipes. It then “leaks” into your apartment.
This of course is from the experts that hover over the ever-powerful Google machine like a drone and answer stupid questions.
So now I have bugs that look like innocent pumpkin seeds and noise leaking from above. Who wouldn’t go batty in these circumstances?
This then led me to put in some time looking up information about drones. (Don’t ask me why. The drone of the TV? I don’t know).
And then out of nowhere “what if I shoot down a drone” appeared on my computer screen.
I learned that unmanned aircraft of any size are protected by both federal and local law.
See how much trouble you can conjure up from being indoors too long?
Or could it be due to the pain medication?