Why was my wagon draggin'? Because of lack of sleep last night when we shared our bedroom with some hungry mosquitoes.
Having a bit of an allergy to the bites of insects, I tend to swell up like a pumpkin and have intensive, long-lasting itching from every bite I get.
And I sure do get bites. If there is a blood sucking insect within ten miles, it will keep searching until it locates me and then dive in for the kill.
No matter how careful we try to be when going in and out the doors during a day's time, we seem to be ending up with some mosquitoes inside this year.
Such was the situation last night. And it made for a very uncomfortable, sleepless night for me.
This morning when Papa Pea came in from morning chores, he announced that the mosquitoes (outside) were ferocious and given the fact that I already looked
Then a couple of hours later when my dear husband stopped in for some liquid libation, he said the bugs had disappeared and it was very pleasant back at the wood working area. Of course, I didn't want to miss out on any of the fun so I did go out to work with him until noon time.
After lunch I worked in the garden. Got the last of the weeding done and replanted some bare spots in the row of green beans.
Then thinking about needing (really needing) a good night's sleep tonight, we dug out the mosquito netting I made years ago that fits over our bed and keeps those rasty mosquitoes away from us. We haven't had to put up the netting for several years, but this year it was time to pull it out again because the mosquitoes are B.A.D.
Now I can hardly wait to get into bed tonight and thumb my nose at those horribly irritating buzzing little buggers trying to get at me as I drift off into a good night's sleep. Tomorrow I plan on being back up to snuff and able to whip my weight in wildcats.