Random Sunday: Work, Allergies, and Ants

Work.  Even though I love my job, I hate how much time I lose dealing with work.  I want to write.  I want to work on my quilts.  I want to spend time with my son.  I want to work on learning my photography better.  I don’t feel like I get enough time to do these things sometimes because I have to work.  However, I really don’t want to give up my job either, because I love working with my kids at work, too.  If I had my son’s energy, I’d wish for longer days so I could fit it all in.  I don’t, though.  So I guess I’ll have to wing it and do the best I can with what I have.

Allergies.  I know I’ve been ranting about them quite a bit lately.  Here I go again.  I really hate them.  I’m still fighting the crud going on with my son.  I am so hoping to figure that out as scratch tests are likely up next on the list of things to do.  Maybe it’s just me, but scratch tests with a three-year-old just don’t’ sound like fun to me.  And now mine are bugging me again.  I know we were outside a good part of the afternoon this afternoon, but come on!  Can’t I breathe for a little while without issues?

Riddle me this.  I was finishing cooking dinner for me and my son tonight.  I opened the dishwasher to put some dirty dishes in and found several ants.  Big carpenter variety.  You know, the ones that are like a half an inch long each?  Disgusting.  I know.  What I can’t figure out is how the stupid things got into the dishwasher to begin with.  It was latched closed.  Did they hitch a ride on some dirty dishes without anyone seeing?  Did they climb up the drain?  How did they get there?