I talked to my landlord about it, and of course, he responded in a weird way. I think his exact words were, "Remember when everybody was talking about bombs on trains?" I didn't, and I also failed to see any similarities to my problems upstairs and a bomb on a train. I didn't want to move; the rent was too good, but I didn't how to get rid of bed bugs without burning the place down and fleeing.
the scene of the crime |
As I removed my sheets and put them into thick plastic trash bags, I perused the various bed bug forums, and I kept running into one thing: heat. It seems heat is the bed bug's ultimate enemy. I wasn't sure what I was going to do with this information, but I knew it was start, and that was all I needed to lift my spirits.
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