Dear Lice,
You really know how to spoil a mood.
We've been having such a good week, filled with lots of things to celebrate. And then, you made your reappearance.
It wasn't enough for you to come home with our daughter in January. You liked it so much, your nits decided to make themselves comfortable there once again.
Hearing about you today was so. totally. not. welcome. news.
Sure, you are tiny. And you don't pose any health risk. But you are such an incredible nuisance.
Getting through each day, each week, looking after our girls is challenging enough. The additional worry of your infestation prevention and eradication just throws our routine all out of whack, and adds another stress that we could really do without.
Sure, Bill has taken up the daily lice check and nit removal. But it's just one more troublesome chore to fit in.
Plus the initial whirlwind of an unscheduled shower, shampoo, lice treatment, wait, rinse, and replacement of all the bedding. Right at bedtime, of course.
And don't you realise that I can barely keep up with the laundry as it is! Your arrival puts me about five loads behind schedule. And washing all the hats, scarfs, bedding, towels and everything in hot water - do you know what that is going to do to our hydro bill?
Oh, and the vacuuming. Well, at least of the couch and the cushions. But really. Vacuuming? C'mon? Now you're also expecting me to tackle something from seldom-gets-done-list.
Just give us a break, won't you please, Lice? Won't you please make this visit your last?
From a super-frustrated, tired, and overwhelmed,
Average Working Mom
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