Pest-free

I'm now back home from Seattle. I survived my very first red-eye flight, which was made much more enjoyable by the fact that my husband picked me up from the airport at 7am, deposited me at home, and then left me to sleep until 1pm. 

I spent last week catching up - at work, where preparations for the big annual conference are under way, and at home, where my husband had pretty much eaten all the food in the freezer and fridge. Andrew will apparently do almost anything to avoid grocery shopping, including subsisting on PBJs and canned spaghetti sauce (thus creating a vegetarian diet lacking both fruits and vegetables). By the end of last weekend I had restocked us with beans, chili, spaghetti sauce, yogurt, and seitan (more on that last one another day, as I'm still perfecting the recipe).

That was all the recovery time I got, though, because then it was time to pack up again. To tell the story in pictures, our house normally looks like this (dog provided to better illustrate scale):

but was tented like this:

so that they could fill it with deadly gases

and kill all the termites living there.

I am grateful that this turned out to be a minimally-disruptive experience. Our landlord booked us into a hotel that accepts pets and that had a small kitchen. Instead of us, he experienced all the disruption when the tenting people arrived and exclaimed, "But your tenants didn't remove their food?! It can't stay!" He had to move my upright freezer into his house, clear out all the food from the cabinets and refrigerator, and then stash it in a neighbor's spare fridge. 

Tonight we get to go back home, put away all the hastily-collected food, and enjoy pest-free living in style.