When I moved out of the student residence I thought my days of battling with food moths were over. Apparantly I thought wrong.
A couple of weeks ago I saw an evil moth-beast flying around my flat. I had seen a moth flying out of my clothes cupboard a few weeks before that and taken the appropriate measures (hence my flat smelling of lavendar all the time now) and this one was kind of hovering between where the clothes live and where the food is kept (it’s a very small flat) so I couldn’t decide which kind of moth it was. But I chased it with a rolled up magazine anyway and managed to squish it to death somewhere in the living room. I was hoping it was just a stray but alas it was not to be. Since then I have seen three more moths and established that they are, in fact, food moths. Again. The third one was discovered today and killed by the boyfriend who squished it against the cupboard with his bare hand. I still feel faintly sick now and this happened half an hour ago. So now I want to throw out every item of food that a moth could possibly find in any way interesting. The boyfriend says I’m “exaggerating to my own disadvantage” (and is now mad at me becasue of it) but the alternative would be to actually look inside all the packages to see whether any moths have made their nests in there. No, no, no! I will not do it! The thought of a moth flying out at me from inside my cereal box is just too terrifying.
Unemployment, moths… could this week get any worse?