gardening is my relatively inexpensive (except when i go seed/plant crazy) seasonal stress relief. i love that after a long day of work i can go out to my garden and create something beautiful and nutritional. this year my garden is new to me.
back in byron center i had the same beds for the past five years. i knew how many plants i could fit and what kind of soil i was working with.
this year has been a year of discovery so far. fist off we are working with clay soil which we initially though was sand (how does that happen) and it took us about 3x as long to till that shiz up.
anyway. got the garden beds in, the majority of my plants in and i just have to finish planting some squash and pumpkin seeds before we head to europe.
there is just one little thing that is pissing me off about the new garden.
sick disgusting little butt heads that cling to your skin and suck your blood and give you diseases. SICK.
yesterday morning i went out to check on the chicks and water my garden. i went back inside to finish getting ready when i felt something creepy crawly in my bra region. i lifted my shirt and crawling into my bra was a TICK. i had a quiet meltdown because it was only 6am. i threw my clothes off, flicked the tick off of me and threw it in the toilet. i needed to preserve it so joe knows what it looks like.
i decided a self examination was not sufficient. i woke up joe and forced him to check my hair, back and neck for ticks. nothing. i then made him look in the toilet so he could get a proper idea of what one looked like. he peed on it and then we sent it to a watery grave.
all day long i felt like i was itching and itching. you know that feeling when it’s not really there but you just feel the creepy crawlies?
well last night i did some more major work in the garden but this time i (thought) i was prepared. i wore tighter long pants, high rubber puts and a white tshirt.
i continually checked myself throughout the night. when we were done working outside for the night i checked joe and had him check me. he found one on my stomach.
i have never got naked so fast. naked and freaked out. if someone would have seen i am pretty sure i would have been tranquilized.
i proceeded to check everything in our house that had fabric. there was even one crawling around my rubber boot. everything is sitting outside in a heap. i took a bright lamp and went blanket by blanket in our bed. nothing. thank god.
i did some googling this morning it seems that they hate three things. eucalyptus oil, fabric softener and deep woods bug spray with deet. you can be damn sure that the next time i head out to my yard to work i will be lathered in all three.
has anyone else had to deal with ticks yet? what are your remedies. i’m freaking out!