Perilous Pestilence

Sometimes I am ready to just throw in the towel and move back to the good ole US of A. It has been one of those mornings. The battle with the fleas continues. SA has had mysterious bites that I wasn't sure about and I have had a few as well. Just when I had repented from freaking out and not trusting in the Lord to protect us from the "perilous pestilence" (Ps. 91), the fleas are back! I saw one this morning! I thought they were gone, but I guess some eggs have hatched. UGGGH! I am totally disgusted. I have for the third time doused the living room and all the carpet in the house with spray and am about to vacuum again for the gazillionth time. I am reeling from the fumes even though the windows are open in this lovely 36 degree December day. It's hard to believe that anthing could have survived these chemicals but I just found a flea on SA! I think I may have to resort to "the bomb". Where is Terminix when I need them? Apparently the French think that it is healthier to buy their own sprays for the pests in their homes instead of seeking professional help. I do not agree! I would rather me and my children not inhale dangerous fumes! In addition to the fleas, I discovered two HUGE, nasty spiders in the attic just now which, by the way is right next door to the baby's room! I was looking for my wreath hanger which has gone missing. I inhaled more lethal fumes up there after spraying the heck out the attic. No one puts up wreaths over here, so I may be out of luck in the wreath department this year. The picture above is of a spider that we found dead in SA's bed last year next to her head, but it isn't as big as the two I just sprayed! It's not that surprising that we have "pests" when you consider the fact that I have to open and close the windows every day twice a day to open and close the shutters and there is a crack under our door that any number of small creatures could fit under. Help!