Maggots in the Lunch Box

by | Sep 10, 2009 | Life, Parenting/Family | 3 comments

Why can’t I let feeding maggots lie?

I wasn’t going to share this.

Maggots in the Lunch Box

So. Maggots.

On a day not long gone (say a day six moons past)… I entered my laundry room.

To clean it.

As one does. Or doesn’t does nearly often enough.

I went to grab my daughter’s back pack but was stopped in my tracks.

Backstory: that backpack had been there since the last day of school/first day of Summer. Which means the bag had been sitting there nearly 3 months. Untouched. At least by human hands.

My face wore a look that probably resembled  this:

GAH!

For what I saw… made me scream. “PAULLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!

My husband came galloping in on his steed to save me from the savage many small flies that covered my daughter’s backpack!!!!!

*gag*

He took the bag and made haste with it to the outside.

I followed to find him pulling out a lunch box-bag thing that looked like it had been vomited on. I could not look closely… for my sensitive gag reflex kicked in full gear. I turned away before the reflex could grow into something more heinous.

My husband comforted, “Oh come on!”

I was a good 350 light years away and I could STILL smell the stank from that lunch bag.

*gag*

*gag*

*gag*

And THAT my friends it a small glimpse into my day to day. Maggots. Puppies. Freestyle gagging. No hot water for 2 days.

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