Have you heard of the saying, “Wherever you are, there you are?” A very interesting former patient of mine said this to me. You know, as in your happiness is internal and not a product of THIS house or THIS job etc? OK, having a bigger kitchen or less ant invasions may actually make me happier.
Well, how can I be my happiest self now in a windowless kitchen with daily ant attacks, waking to a nearby skunk bomb smell or a baby bedroom that is always 10 degrees hotter than the rest of the house?
How can I embrace those moments when I find an ant on my face (surely a hitchhiker from my own home) while at a friend’s house? “EW, Becky, your house is ant infested,” I yell, knowing full well that’s my ant.
First, I can demand $10 per public ant shaming from my husband. Second I get a slightly bigger (previously nonexistant) spending account because of all the money we are saving living in said ant hill. This sounds very financial. Well, I also demanded $$$ for grades as a kid.
P.S. I just found out that this house is built on an ancient Indian burial ground. No. Really. #Poltergeist