I’ve always felt had some sort of kinship with ants. It’s not just because of the first three letters of my name (See: Anthony), but by how inspiring I found them to be. I love how you can watch them hunt and gather. I marvel by way they create homes out dirt and sand. It makes me think of how life must have been like when we were cavemen. Simple. Survival. No talk about budget, unless it meant food. Ahh ants….Those little insects never really bugged me the way roaches or earwigs did. My NYC days of dealing with roaches are over, but ever since I moved to Long Beach I’ve had an ant problem. Every spring the annual ant parade marches through my house and it’s really starting to get annoying. I’m finding them everywhere: In the kitchen cabinets, dining room , bathrooms, my face.. I think these little guys are carpenter ants, but I’m no entomologist. I do know that I can’t seem to stop them from coming inside my house!
I’ve heard that this ant infestation is city-wide. Is it because of the sand under our homes? I wish I could just put some smelly object outside that would attract them to leave, because the only option appears to be violence. How do you folks deal with these little guys? I’ve tried most products and they don’t seem to work.