Bedbugs inhabit my bed. Phil them till they're dead.

Anytime someone tells another person that they have bed bugs, we always think of that ye olde motherly phrase "Sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite." Then the lights go out and the child tingles with every sensation in his blanket, scared to death of every itch and wayward hair. But they have been a serious issue for many and now for me ever since I have moved to the city. It took me long enough, without knowing the right people to have suggestions from, but a remedy is on its way I hope. A whole week of vacationing and I came back the first night to doing battle in my own bed with twenty plus bed bugs unafraid of my open slaughtering spree. I did manage to read "number the stars" until 2 a.m. because of them, and I would rather read a good book than sleep, but responsibilities must be maintained. Now many may have heard of this but I find it intriguing to have discovered the information last night. Diatomaceous earth is basically dirt. But it's special dirt from fossils of seaplants that are microscopically sharp and slice any bugs body up that dares walk across it until it bleeds to death, or shred their insides if ingested. Humans and animals aren't really threatened by the soil. Wish me luck on my dirty adventure. If this blog is deleted, we will all know the defeat I have yet again suffered.