We’ve gone gnat-y. What is that you ask?!? It is when you stomp around (inside) the camper waving and clapping you’re hands over your head chanting “We’ve gone gnaty. We’ve gone gnaty.” The desired 🤞🏼outcome of this belly laughing escapade is to maybe just maybe have killed a gnat or two.
What brings one to go gnaty is well… gnats…. EVERYWHERE! In the fridge ✅ on your towel after your shower ✅ flying around your face when you try to read a book ✅ I’m sure we’ve all consumed at least one. They are everywhere all the time and that is inside the camper!
And it’s 💯 worse when you go outside. I remember running in college and coming back from a long run and having I don’t know 10 gnats stuck to me… that is nothing compared to this. You literally can not go outside with out fanning your face or else they are just pelting you. I’ve taken them out of Chase’s eyes. They drive the boys crazy.
We have made traps with soap and apple cider vinegar. We literally have a fly ribbon hanging in our kitchen. We are trying to do all the things to keep them from driving us nuts. But when desperate times call for desperate measures the boys and I go gnaty and Chase just rolls his eyes 🤪 and we all get a good laugh out of a (g)nasty situation!
(That first picture…all those black dots…dead gnats in our fridge 😖)
**Chase wants you to know we can light a fire and the smoke really clears them up outside… I want you to know that’s the only reason we don’t go gnaty outside bahaha 🤣