Last Sunday was lovely. We spent it at my in-laws' house, where the food is good, the neighbors are quiet, and the weather is just right.
Eventually the time came to leave--Theric had work the next day and it was long past the Big O's bed time. We loaded up and drove the hour back to the AV.
I entered the apartment first. Theric was back at the car unloading the Big O and his car seat.
All was quiet inside. How nice.
I walked to the kitchen and flipped the light on. Before entering the kitchen I scanned the floor and counters for large bugs that would requiring killing. I saw none. Good.
I entered the kitchen the find a little snack. After taking the first step towards the fridge I noticed something on the ground. Something moving. Eww! A pale, nearly transparent, little worm-type thing wriggling across the linoleum, its black head bobbing about. Yuck. I quickly grabbed some paper towel and took care of it.
As I arose and turned to drop the towel in the trash can I noticed another little worm.
Then I noticed another.
Everywhere I turned there were these pale little wormy creatures crawling on my kitchen floor.
I screamed again.
It was very much like one of those campy 1950's horror movies where the female lead realizes she is surrounded on all sides by zombies and she can't get away. She screams and panics.
I did the same thing.
Fortunately Theric came in with the Big O.
"Theric!Theric!Theric! There's GROSS little worms all over the kitchen floor! Save me!"
By this point I was a little unhinged, nearly crying.
Theric surveyed the floor and was also grossed out but managed to keep calm.
There were at least thirty or forty all over the floor, all crawling in different directions. Theric set to work killing them.
Theric, being the excellent bug destroyer that he is, took care of all the worms and also figured out where they were coming from--our trash can
"They're maggots, Lady Steed."
"Maggots! Why are there maggots in my kitchen?!" I wanted to throw up.
"I think a fly got in the apartment, got trapped in the trash can, then laid it's eggs in the watermelon rind."
This made sense. There was a lot of watermelon rind in the trash, and a day or two before I had managed to trap a fly in the trash can.
And now Theric had killed all visible maggots and figured out where they were coming from. I was impressed and relieved.
He took out the trash and sprayed the trash can with Raid, creating a second great maggot exodus, and second great maggot slaughter by Theric.
We killed the last of the maggots Monday morning.
Since then watermelon rind has traveled directly to the dumpster.
And all maggots tremble whenever they hear the name Theric, Maggotslayer.
Another Sunday saved.