I'm not a country girl, and I don't know much about surviving out there, but I will have to learn.
We spent the weekend at Highlands, working on the pumphouse shower, mowing, and collecting prickly pear fruit. In the middle of the night Sunday I woke up with crazy itching on my feet! The next day, when I got out of the car at the grocery store, the itching was driving me nuts. I looked down and saw a war zone of bug bites. Either chiggers or fire ants - both rampant out there.
Scratching them feels good for about 10 seconds, then the pain intensifies! I thought I sprayed myself pretty well with Cutter, and I assumed since my feet were mostly enclosed, they were safe. But when I switched to flip flops, I didn't spray again. My bad. Every now and then I think I'm not cut out for country life. I like civilization, indoor plumbing, and all the conveniences. I don't consider things like critters and bugs. So when stuff like this happens, it seems like a painful learning curve.
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