So I've been having a problem with flies in my house. Fruit Flies and horse/barn flies both.
Never in the six years I've lived here have I had a fly issue. Kranikan who has never seen a fly before (Sayyy...what?!!) is all freaked out and commented to me about it.
So my house is liveably clean and not gross at all, so I made it my mission to check into it.
I did under the sink where I keep the scrap dish. I empty it every other dayish to the compost pile and never had d fly issue. That was fine.
Check the cloth diaper pail. Again, never been an issue since I've had it...and I'm always on top of diaper laundry anyways.
Check the mudroom, dig through all of our barn clothes for anything weird or something that slipped behind a shelf and forgot to wash/dirty boots...etc. All was well.
Check the screens for holes. Try to remember if anyone has left a door open lately.
Start cleaning Kranikans bathroom. Open the cabinet to empty the trash...it's like attack of the fruit fly apocalypse coming at me.
Turns out he's been throwing his banana peels in the trash. He eats like 2 bananas a day. I don't empty that trash all so often because it's usually just kleenex and is never full. He's also been dumping juice/soda he didn't want in there too instead of down the drain.
Why Oh Why!!!
We'll be having a discussion today about how food scraps ALWAYS, ALWAYS need to go in the bin under the sink for this very reason. I guess I should've added that to the discussion last week on how glass and metal can not go in with the paper goods and general recycling..because no we can't just dump all that stuff in a hole out back.
We also need to talk about how if you run out of toilet paper you need to open the cupboard and grab a new one. (For real. We are never out. I keep like 36 packs in each bathroom, clearly visible..lol). You can not flush Kleenex repeatedly. But that's a story for another day.
I love Kranikan II...I really do. Really. But he's messy in a way none of the others or H have been. I'm not used to that!
Well, it is good you found the source. Ugh, banana peels are the worst at attracting fruit flies and gnats.
I grew up on a farm and I do not miss horse/deer flies. Horrible.
I know! I know he's still learning how things in our house work so I should be more understanding..but still cultural boundaries, gender roles and whatever aside, one would think common sense would apply.
I've never had much of a fly issue. They're bad in the barn for like a week but we spray once a month for animal welfare and our sanity...so it's never been bad more than a fly here and there.
Ah! You have far more patience than I think I could muster up in this situation. Flies just gross me out because all I can think of is how they were once maggots. *puke*
Ah! You have far more patience than I think I could muster up in this situation. Flies just gross me out because all I can think of is how they were once maggots. *puke*
I'm more mad that he's messy than anything. Irritates me and I'm no Real Simple Editor myself.
I'm not grossed out by much. I just fix it and move on. The only thing I don't do is rodents. Ick. I will be moving the day I find a fuzzy little varmint in this house!
Well, that's mildly disgusting. Is it at all cultural or is he really just a slob?
He's just messy to be honest. I was just trying be nice because I didn't want 365775 comments about "You don't understand his culture!"
And I will say Frenchcan was the only that understood how trash works/where things go. He was the Green Police to the extreme actually.
The others just seem to think you can throw anything out and a) it'll take care of itself b) someone else will deal with it. It did take them awhile to figure it out. Eastern Europe has quite the trash system to say the least.
Last year after my last baseball tournament I threw my ball bag into the closet and forgot about it. Probably about two weeks later I was nagging at my H about "that smell" and asking him what he must have left around.
I finally cleaned out my ball stuff and found a nice pool of black mush that was once a banana.