try to do a good deed....( and it bites you in the a**)

As submitted before, I was in the spirit of spring cleaning in welcoming the Raya season.And so I decided to , rightfully, tackle my storeroom. Little did I know of the 'delicious' surprises that awaited within. I had already ventured, tentatively, in the preceding days to stake out the possible condition of the store, which to be honest I haven't truly looked at for close to 2 years. At first glance everything looked pretty okay. The plastic boxes I had bought for the last spring cleaning session seemed to be neatly stacked, the odds and ends around it didn't look too bad. I was already imagining unpacking my 'arts and crafts' box in order to indulge in some seriously overdue glass and mirror painting ( a pet hobby I have not been at for ages) and I was already seeing the lovely ( I'd hoped) mirrors decorating my still-bare walls in the living room. And of course, the parquet tiles replacement I had bought beforehand on one of the numerous window shopping walks I take at my favourite hardware store - Ace...( I LOVE YOU ACE!!) was supposed to be replacing the ones which have mysteriously disappeared from the rooms upstairs. And lo behold! ( but you know by now that things didn't work out that way) my precious and not so precious things had been devoured by ferocious little white monsters. Arghh!!! The moniker 'white ants' just doesn't do these critters justice. I mean , come on!! That's like imaging albino ants innocently meandering along, minding their own business, not the actual reality of these highly efficient 'demolition experts'. Someone should really get into hiring these guys out for taking down structures( wooden of course) and they would do it in a fraction of the time for FREE!!! So, what it boils down to is this....no glass deco, no new parquet laid out , massive amounts of gross earthy clumps( that is virtually impossible to remove unless you take a Brillo to it) and loose sawdust. Oh yeah, I forgot about the gut wrenching and loud screaming guaranteed number of little brown black scattering resident German cockroaches that when stepped upon release a yucky black gooey residue. Do I really need to say more??? THANK GOD I still had my D.H. ( domestic helper) at hand to lend a hand ( ok, do most of the work). Just remembering all this is making me tired.Remember the proverb folks- "No good deed goes unpunished- Oscar Wilde".