|Posted by Eggroll Creative on January 4, 2016 at 3:20 AM|
There is a very stiff warning when you buy one of these Fly Traps with the plastic bag hanging off the one-way entry cap -- and that is to make sure you don't spill the bait.
Also, they are to be used OUTDOORS.
Well my product-testing hubby thought he would hang this trap in the kitchen . . . you know, just overnight, to catch that one annoying fly that has been circling the house for two days. You guessed it, the little twist-tie top on the top of the trap gave out and it spilled.
All. Over. The. Kitchen.
Oh, and since the linoleum is coming up on the edges it went under that and soaked into the flooring below.
My husband has a nose the size of Montana. He loves to smell flowers, certain perfumes, baked goods. But he has never smelled anything like this fly bait. I heard the wailing downstairs and knew immediately I should try to ignore it as long as possible. I worked a Suddoku for awhile, and then swallowed hard and walked downstairs.
It was a mixture of rotting animal mixed with horse manure stench that greeted me. I almost vomited. But cleaning is my "thing" so I banished my husband upstairs, he was already making a mess of it soaking it up with kitchen towels. Towels I would find out later would have to be thrown away . . .
I used my Shark mop, along with spray lysol cleaner with a fresh scent, and finally as a last ditch effort, a pretty strong concentrate of bleach and water. By the time I had sanitized the area like a hospital room, showered and thrown my clothes away, it was 2 in the morning. My husband was talking and thrashing in his sleep. I learned the next day he was having a nightmare that he was homeless and covered in flies. I fell asleep with a prayer on my lips that the smell would be gone when I woke up.
Oh no it wasn't.
Remember those kitchen towels? Well, I threw them in our front loading washer, put it on the sterilizing cycle with bleach (by the way, I have to lift the heavy bleach bottle almost over my head and try to aim it in the small little bleach compartment, and everytime it splashes and ruins my shirt. Someone please fixt that design).
Well, when I did the load of towels, I had the great idea to add the shower curtain which had started to smell a little musty. Thanks to my efficiency, the stench of manure and dead animal greeted me when I stepped in the shower that morning. I felt a sick feeling, knowing that if the smell had travelled to my shower curtain even after going through the equivalent of a scented bleached boiling water treatment, that it would definitely still be in my kitchen.
And it was.
Like the TV show where the smell of body odor in the car contaminates everyone who comes into contact with it, this fly bait appears to be here to stay. Or maybe vinegar will help?
Guess I'll give it a try. Any other ideas?