We had a fantastic time at Burning Man. We relaxed, we reconnected, we had a really great time together. DD had fun with my mom and all was well.
Until we got home.
Bedbug infestation. I'd been getting bitten for a few weeks but inspection of the bed showed nothing when we first looked. Then Tuesday night one was walking across the bed as I was ready to get in.
The exterminator is coming tomorrow (building is paying for it) and then again in 3 weeks. In the mean time, H and I have been sleeping on an air mattress in the living room, we had to empty out EVERYTHING and bag everything we own. We ended up renting an extra storage unit for a month. We've got 3 bags of clothes (one of each of us) to live out of for the next several weeks.
Here are some highlights from this adventure:
1) emptying, washing, bagging and vacuuming everything we own even in not-infested rooms.
2) Saturday night our air mattress busted an internal rib and we ended up on a giant balloon. We had to get a new mattress yesterday.
3) Friday night the cat started walking funny. Like his back half was trying to catch up and be even with his front half so he's walking sideways. Every few steps he needs to sit and rest. He's been sleeping a LOT and only eating or drinking when I hold the plate/bowl to him. We take him to the vet tomorrow. We're preparing for the worst.
I will say, at least during all of this we haven't fought, which is amazing. We've been working together and getting things done as a team. But seriously, this blows.