So 2014 started with a literal bang.
Here’s my list of bangin’ events, so far.
Illegal fireworks organised by some fellow campers at inland NSW. On the way back from the short bushwalk to said fireworks, I lost my camera flash.
Karma. Participation in illegal activities.
Upon returning home to Sydney I was hit with news that I would be hosting a family function.
Fifteen people, ten kidlets, one day’s notice.
Fun. And a great excuse to speed clean the house.
The night before this function, the impossible had to happen. I innocently killed a couple of stray ants that I found in my front room with a little fly spray.
Upon returning to the front room twenty minutes later, I found an absolute gold mine of ants. Tablespoons full of ants. Some dead, some dying and others trying to get the fuck out to safe ground…
It was apocalyptic.
Too apocalyptic for the month of Jan.
Today, the day after the big family event, I realised that I have a serious case of silverfish. Six t-shirts ruined with tiny weird looking holes. My friend, Google says I’m fucked and need to head to Bunnings. Stat.
But that’s a job for tomorrow.
So how’s your New Year?
I hope it’s awesome coz mine is a bit on the ‘how’re you going’ side…
And as for the title of this blog post. When I googled silverfish, this book cover popped up.
What a byline… I think this protagonist, too, has encountered a few silverfish.
Hope it rocks!