So I bought my first house last year, and moved in, all proud and feeling miss independent (at the tender age of 30 no less). Anyway, after a couple of weeks, I heard āscurry scurryā in the attic. This freaked me out no end, as it was mostly in the dead of the night and as I live alone, it just really scared me! Got a local pest control guy out, who looked in the attic and said ānah, love, nothing thereā. So I thought oh, maybe Iām just adjusting to the new sounds of the house or something. Turns out he was just rubbish unfortunately as a few more weeks go by and still hear āscurry scurryā every now and again. Mention it to my friends and family, getting a bit annoyed as not sure if Iām just hearing things and making the noises up in my head. Then Covid hits and Iām at home working all day and yep.. above my head in my office is, you guessed it, definite āscurry scurry!!ā.
Contacted a different pest control guy and he came out, checked the attic thoroughly and said āyeah, mice droppings love. Only a small amount, so likely only one mouse.ā Sound. Laid some traps, came back, Micky is sadly dead and jobs a good āun! Phew. So I thought anyway.
Frustratingly, not so. Couple months later, āscurry scurryā. Pest control #2 comes out again - āhonestly hen, nothing there this timeā. Sigh. Ok. Maybe I am just paranoid this time or itās a one off.
Queue about a week ago, Iām lying in bed and here we are again. Scurry blooming scurry. 2 am and in a panic, I contact pest control #3. Rave reviews online etc. Good chaps, out by 10 am the next day. Thorough check of the attic and bait left and dropped in the wall cavities too. Here we are a week later and all seems quiet. So hopefully job done. The guy also established 3 potential entry points and advised how I should seal these appropriately. Iāve done this, so hopefully thatās the problem now dealt with.
The issue I have now is that, not to be dramatic, but itās almost like Iām traumatised by it all and unable to relax. Iāve slept on the couch most nights since the bait was left because the living room is a āsafe spaceā where Iāve never really heard them. That and staying at mums for Christmas Eve. I lay in bed until 5 am yesterday just to make sure I couldnāt hear anything. Randomly during the day will pause the tv and sit silently until Iām sure Iām not hearing anything. When I go to the loo upstairs Iāll ātestā the silence to check thereās still nothing there. I feel like Iām going insane and hate that I now have this dread and fear of going to bed. As I type this Iām sitting on the couch thinking maybe I can just sleep here again. I donāt know how to fix this and also feel ridiculous for being so dramatic.
Has anyone ever had issues with pests? What did you to fix it and did you experience anything similar?
Contacted a different pest control guy and he came out, checked the attic thoroughly and said āyeah, mice droppings love. Only a small amount, so likely only one mouse.ā Sound. Laid some traps, came back, Micky is sadly dead and jobs a good āun! Phew. So I thought anyway.
Frustratingly, not so. Couple months later, āscurry scurryā. Pest control #2 comes out again - āhonestly hen, nothing there this timeā. Sigh. Ok. Maybe I am just paranoid this time or itās a one off.
Queue about a week ago, Iām lying in bed and here we are again. Scurry blooming scurry. 2 am and in a panic, I contact pest control #3. Rave reviews online etc. Good chaps, out by 10 am the next day. Thorough check of the attic and bait left and dropped in the wall cavities too. Here we are a week later and all seems quiet. So hopefully job done. The guy also established 3 potential entry points and advised how I should seal these appropriately. Iāve done this, so hopefully thatās the problem now dealt with.
The issue I have now is that, not to be dramatic, but itās almost like Iām traumatised by it all and unable to relax. Iāve slept on the couch most nights since the bait was left because the living room is a āsafe spaceā where Iāve never really heard them. That and staying at mums for Christmas Eve. I lay in bed until 5 am yesterday just to make sure I couldnāt hear anything. Randomly during the day will pause the tv and sit silently until Iām sure Iām not hearing anything. When I go to the loo upstairs Iāll ātestā the silence to check thereās still nothing there. I feel like Iām going insane and hate that I now have this dread and fear of going to bed. As I type this Iām sitting on the couch thinking maybe I can just sleep here again. I donāt know how to fix this and also feel ridiculous for being so dramatic.
Has anyone ever had issues with pests? What did you to fix it and did you experience anything similar?