My time in NYC was short (about 10 months). I ultimately decided to move back for my mental health. My entire support system was in Michigan: boyfriend, friends, family, dog.
My boyfriend and I are now renting a home in Michigan. Everyone told me to buy, you know, because committing to the upkeep of a house is such an easy thing to do. Nope, fuck that. I may be “throwing my money away” renting, but at least I’m not responsible for major fixes like broken heaters, roof leaks, cracks in the foundation, etc.
I don’t think I could handle that. I’m already overwhelmed by bug management. You heard me right. I vacuumed up no less than 50 bugs since moving in. Big spiders, little spiders, stink bugs, ants, rolly pollies. You name it and I have sucked it up into my vacuum.
I’ve also shot at a wasp’s nest with a spray can of poison, which I don’t recommend. As I held the can up I just kept thinking, “Please, don’t be home.” The last thing I needed was a mob of angry wasps coming at me. Especially after having a stink bug fly into my face a couple days earlier. Yup, stink bugs can fly and they will fly at you if you try to push them down the drain with water.
It’s not all bad though. While the bugs are driving me crazy, the creatures outside are pretty cute. There’s a chipmunk living under our porch and a bunny that has taken up residence in our yard. Surprisingly, my dog pays no mind to the bunny. He’d be a terrible hunting dog.