Sorry, sorry -- I know it's been a looong time since I last posted, but guys, I've been dealing with a real life, creepy-crawly, adult problem! You'll forgive my absence after you read this post:
Invasion of the moths.
This is a true story of how my apartment was taken over by disgusting flying pests.
They say you aren't a true New Yorker until you've dealt with some true "city" problems. Ya know, rats in the street, getting stomped on by a homeless man, being kicked out of a club, and of course - bed bugs. Thankfully - I have not had bed bugs, but recently we've come just about as close as you can get: MOTHS!
We live on the 29th floor of a fairly new, very clean, building in lower Manhattan, and in all our time in the City, we've been extremely cautious not to take in questionable furniture, clothing or materials that could potentially contain insects. So, you can imagine my surprise when I randomly spotted a tiny (thumb-nail sized) moth fluttering around in our kitchen.. hmm, a moth? On the 29th floor? Where in the world did you come from little creature?
So I killed it (heartless, I know) and went along with my life. But then Katie spotted another one. And another one...
We called an exterminator and left the apartment to attend a Spice Girls themed drag show, naturally.
But upon our return we were greeted by MORE moths - and throughout the course of the night, we had spotted 50+ baby sized moths in our kitchen.
Yeah, I didn't sleep.
The next day our kitchen was sprayed, we returned to our normal lives and prayed the worst was over... haha little did we know..
A day or two passes with only a few moth sightings, we are all busy at work and I had a friend come to town, our house is spotless with a thin layer of pesticide covering all services. Feeling confident that we swatted that problem out of our lives.
Thursday night I saw A Gentleman's Guide to Love and Murder (which, BTW, was amaze -- go see it). After the show I had multiple texts from my roommates warning me that I would be coming home to a disheveled apartment because "the moths are back" (insert cry face).
Not only were the moths back, but they were duplicating - and quickly. All our nooks and crannies had sick slimy larva just chillin, waiting for the right moment to hatch. Which, of course, they eventually did - and we were now the proud hosts to an entire colony of moths. Not really the way I envisioned my first live-in pet experience to go. Let's just say I wasn't super thrilled.
We cleared out evvvverything! All our food -- gone. Thank goodness I'm not much of a grocery shopper. My shelves were practically bare before the incident, so I didn't have to waste very much. Then we re-sprayed and lathered it on thick. No bug could escape our poison! God bless the lovely exterminators of NYC that helped us reclaim our kitchen!
It's been three weeks now, coexisting with these creatures as our housemates, but we've finally started seeing fewer and fewer
I don't want to speak too soon, but today was the first official day that I haven't encountered one single moth! Let's hope they've all found their happy little way to moth heaven at this point. RIP.
We still have no idea how this happened to us, or what we could have done to prevent it, so I can't really offer any sound advice. All I know is we've officially started a moth sisterhood support group, if you ever find yourself in the same situation, you're welcome to join.
P.S. Go Badgers!