I got home from work last night only to be greeted by....
THE GREAT MAGGOT EXPOLSION.... Dum DUm DUMMMM
The DH called yesterday to tell me he found a maggot on the floor of the kitchen this morning. Being the big sooky-la-la he is when it comes to anything gross, he sprayed it with bug spray and left for work.
I headed home thinking that there must have been a little spill of milk or something under the fridge. it is very hot and humid here atm, so bugs and flys are the norm.
When I got home, there were a few more maggots on the floor, wiggling around. I opened the bin in preparation to put them in there and it was like a Maggot bomb went off!
Being the big tough chicky-babe that I am, I proceeded to do the ewwwwww-ick-ick-icky-icky-ick!! dance in the lounge.
I was very brave and puled the bin liner out and took it, maggots and all out the the big bin outside. I then took the actual bin out and threw it on the lawn to deal with later.
By the time I got back inside the maggots were making a run for it. I had them all over the kitchen and laundry floor, and about half way up the kitchen wall.
I decided that there was no-one else to take care of the problems so I girded my loins and armed with a broom, swept all the little buggers out the door into the yard. I then cleaned the walls and floors twice with bleach and boiling water, as well as dumping boiling water and bleach on the ones on the ground outside to kill them all.
Still, everytime I went into the kitchen last night I found yet another one!! I bleached again this morning, so hopefully that will be the end of the war.
Exculuding the battle with DH which shall be called "The War of Punishment For Putting Icky Things In The Bin Instead Of Taking Them Outside As Told'