Hey everyone, I’ve been searching high and low for maxis match cc which looks and feels like it’s British. I’ve seen there’s nothing? And even alpha cc is just the flag on everything which just isn’t realistic 😂 I just wanna play the sims and make it feel like I’m at home, doors with letterboxes, recycling boxes, post boxes, street lamps, our type of fences, doors and windows, more carpet etc… you get my point, anyone know of any?

Area events calendars: Clare, Farwell, Harrison, Mt. Pleasant
Library events calendars: Clare (PMDL), Farwell (STPL), Harrison (HDL), Mt. Pleasant (CRDL), Coleman
School events calendars: Clare, Farwell, Harrison, Mid Michigan College, Central Michigan University
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Date	Time	Event	Location
01	10am-12pm	Paint the Pavement	Art Reach of Mid Michigan, 111 E Broadway St, Mt Pleasant
05	1pm-3pm	Beat the Heat: Summer Kickoff Celebration	Yost Park, 206 S Henry St, Mt Pleasant
05	2pm-4pm	Virtual Reality at the Library	Coleman Area Library, 111 1st St, Coleman
05, 12, 19	9am-12pm	Plein Air: Paint Our Preserves	varies
06	3pm-4pm	Make & Take Craft: Lava Lamps	Coleman Area Library, 111 1st St, Coleman
06, 13, 20, 27, Jul 11, 18, 25, Aug 01, 08, 15	7pm-9pm	Introduction to Wood Carving (10-week course)	Art Reach of Mid Michigan, 111 E Broadway St, Mt Pleasant
07	11am-2pm	Fun Day in the Park	Shamrock Park, 221 Wilcox Parkway, Clare
08	10am-12pm	Kids & Culture: Vintage Games	Bohannon One-Room Schoolhouse, Corner of W Preston Dr & W Campus Dr, Mt Pleasant
13	1pm-3pm	Gouache Mushrooms painting class	Art Reach of Mid Michigan, 111 E Broadway St, Mt Pleasant
14	1pm-3pm	Farm Fresh Watercolors painting class	Art Reach of Mid Michigan, 111 E Broadway St, Mt Pleasant
15	9am	CMU Summer Surplus Auction	275 W Bellows St, Mt Pleasant
15	10am-3pm	Book Sale	Veterans Memorial Library, 301 S University, Mt Pleasant
17-23	varies	Summerfest	Clare
22	9am-4pm	City Wide Garage Sales	Harrison
24	11am-12pm	Magnificent Maple Syrup presentation	Pere Marquette District Library, 185 E 4th St, Clare
24, Jul 01, 08, 15	11am-1pm	Creative Writing: Short Stories (4-week course)	Art Reach of Mid Michigan, 111 E Broadway St, Mt Pleasant

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Hi there,
I hope everyone here is about to enjoy a nice weekend. I apologize in advance for the slight rant as I'm deeply puzzled.
We're working on a project in the UK and our relationship with our architects has been a real rollercoaster. The project has strongly reduced in scope while inflating in budget despite us following our architects guidelines at every step, but more painfully, most conversations we have with them is an opportunity for them to make us feel we're a charity case. Allow me to explain.
We started our conversation back in early 2022 about a whole house refurb. We interviewed various architects, found one we loved, negotiated prices but not radically down (between 5 to 10% off their proposal). We went though RIBA stage 1 to 3, few hurdles with planning resulting in a smaller extension than all neighbours but ok, not by much.
Now, since RIBA stage 4, it's been extremely painful. We scoped a first phase on a budget recommended by our architects. We hired a QS, which came back with a recommended budget 50% (!) higher than the budget suggested by our architects. We scoped down heavily, carried on with the detailed design and ended up 10% above initial projected budget as per "final" QS budget. We went to tender and all bulders proposals came back between 20% and 60% more than the QS budget... Funniest bit being that the lowest priced tender used the same QS as we did... Pricing himself 20% higher than his own proposal (we discussed with him and his explanations don't hold much - "higher overhead than planned"). They eventually got a 4th tender that is closer to our QS budget but we still have to reduce further.
It has been painful. However, what really pains me and the source of this post, has been the approach our architects took to many of our conversations.
When we manifested, in a polite and calm albeit saddened manner our surprise every time the budget went up and the scope down, they regularly used elements such as "you should understand we can't give this project as much time". Yesterday after I realized they billed me a week's work for one email, I was told "you should see how much our other clients are paying us and that we're really making an effort here". Most of their solutions have been cut things or get more money. We never added a single thing to the original project but a hanging lamp worth £300 after cutting tens of thousands for other things (windows, storage, HVAC). At some point they even told us "well at least you'll have a weatherproof space, that's the most important" when already scoping 2x+ the budget of a regular similar work.
They also made regular small mistakes such as selecting different flooring elements that don't work together, realising still not having specced some correct elements despite being at last phase of tender, which we never were arrogant about and always collaboratively flagged.
I worked as a consultant and I have never, ever made a client feel less important despite some paying me 3x less than others. I feel, since they took on the project, I shouldn't be made to feel like I owe them big time especially when the budgeting has been all over the place and mistakes have been made without a single apology.
We don't have a bank of mum and dad, this is our life savings we are putting on the table and it has been gruelling and terrifying. We are now hesitating to go through the build with them (10k more) or go directly with the builder we found with them, or another one we found ourselves.
I would love your opinion on this (although I remain discreet on some details for everyone's privacy) if I'm totally delusional, naive or indeed there's something wonky. We love their work but my wife is borderline wanting to dump the project entirely as we feel so burnt before even starting. We sunk already 30k in the project FYI.
Thank you!!

I initially talked about this trip report on another subreddit, but I have gained new insights after churning on my experiences and reading about other experiences, and I am slowly consolidating my knowledge on this topic. I have discovered that many people have had similar experiences to mine with the same motifs, details etc. despite me never coming across these stories and reports beforehand.
The DMT just serves up the experience on a platter, and then kicks you out. It's up to you to figure out what went on while also battling with trip amnesia. I didn't even know the entity I saw was a robed mantis until months after (more on this later...)
My DMs are open to anyone wanting to discuss any of this, I have many ideas and theories which I only slightly covered here about the DMT space and the entities I have experienced too. I think I have almost figured out the jester. I'm slowly homing in on the Robed mantises too. My hopes with posting this story on this subreddit is to gleam new insight and to have more discussion about all of this. If you have anything to say, please comment.

My retold story

It was sometime in October last year. I was experimenting with DMT, trying to discover the truth about reality because of a strong inkling I've had from when I was a child that some high strangeness is going on in this reality, before I was ever familiar with such concepts...
It was nighttime and my bedroom was lit by my small lamp on my bedside. I consumed 2 grams of Syrian Rue seeds orally to get some MAOI in my system (MAOI slows down the metabolism of DMT, so it remains in your system longer). I waited around an hour, before vaporizing 25mg of yellowish DMT. I laid down and slipped on my eye-mask as the carrier wave ringing set in, the sensation of dissolving reality crept in, and the coursing energy rattling the atoms of my body began...
THE JESTERS
I found myself in a grand palace which had a black and white checkerboard pattern, and there were jester faces in the walls pursuing me which were ahead of me, while my soul travelled linearly down the palace...
Now, the jester is an entity that for some reason I have experienced every single time I have taken DMT. It is always in these black and white checker pattern textured settings. I've seen it in square tunnels, toroidal caves, and now this big palace. It's some sort of disembodied face and it has these big bulging eyes with thick black eyeliner, where the pupil is a black dot, and the white sclera part is big. It has a big mouth which switches from frowning to smiling wide in a few seconds, and some sort of tongue it sticks out at you. It has eyebrows too. It has a very mocking and sinister yet also at times childish vibe, and it seems to try and attempt to scare you, but I've never been particularly phased by it. I don't think it's ever clearly communicated to me telepathically. It just seems to stare at you and give you all its attention.
So, I'm in this palace, and these jester faces are in the walls following me. They're sticking their tongues out at me and I do the same back at them. Nothing particularly interesting happens, and the trip ends in around 14 minutes thanks to the MAOI extending it a bit. I found myself unimpressed, having consumed Syrian rue and taking precious DMT and not really getting much out of it this trip. I spend the next 10 minutes debating if I should go deeper, and I decide to do so. I also decide to experiment with music, and I play 'Shpongle - Divine Moments of Truth(DMT)' wanting to see if music influences anything. I load up 30mg, vape it, lay back and slip on the eye mask again.
Immediately I'm back in the checkered palace. The jesters are there too where they had just been. All my trips have involved this jester, and it doesn't seem particularly interesting. I'm completely disinterested in it and sort of ignore it, and I say to myself "What a f*king circus", commenting on the palace, as it always seems like these clowns/jesters are in these befitting circuses, and I was completely disenfranchised with them at this point. I was completely sick of them and essentially turned my attention away from them. Then suddenly, something started to happen...
(I later read about people doing something like this, where they divert their attention from the jester and ignore them, and seemingly try to "look ahead" of them. This supposedly lets you get past them especially as one of their purposes is allegedly to stop you from going further. Though in my case, I think the larger DMT dose was taking time to kick in [The jesters are allegedly sub-breakthrough entities and disappear at the higher doses]. These Jester environments are possibly the waiting room.)
The jesters and the checkerboard pattern vanished, and the trip suddenly started transforming with color and geometry. If you've ever seen those videos of physical film tape bubbling and dissolving, this is sort of what I experienced; the checkerboard palace and jesters disintegrated in front of me. I was quite surprised, as I had never actually experienced much other than the jester and the black and white pattern up until this point, and I thought I was doomed to have my DMT experiences forever intertwined with them.
This kaleidoscopic, beautifully geometrical circle / mandala of color, primarily pinkish and purplish with a tinge of green, started manifesting in front of me (Which I now believe is likely the chrysanthemum people see). It grew larger and larger as my 'soul' moved towards it. Suddenly, this massive keyhole shaped portal/door materializes in the middle of it, and behind it there were more doors. Eventually they all opened, and this humanoid entity walked through them...
"Is that her?" I asked myself. I had previously seen a pink and very feminine curvy figure on a spinning pedestal for a brief moment in a jester cave before and she seemed to be idolized/revered by them. I have never interacted with her, only seen her for a glimpse moment. But this was not her.
THE MANTIS & COUNCIL OF ENTITIES
Instead, this humanoid entity had a green head which seemed like an inverted triangle. It was quite unattractive and honestly ugly, looking like some sort of insect. But it wasn't vomit-inducing or grotesque. I initially explained it to others as having a "bull shaped head", as I didn't get to look at it for very long. Instead, I primarily had my focus on what it was wearing. It donned this wizard looking purple/pinkish/maroon robe or cloak, and the seams had some golden alien inscriptions/letters on them (In retrospect, this might have been the golden medallion people see them wearing, but I have seen someone else describe these gold inscriptions before similar to the way I have). Its clothes are scintillating with its purple/pink color palette in flux, and its head I would like to say almost had a sheen to it? I felt that it was an old entity wielding great power and high status. It moves closer and closer towards me, while I too am gravitating towards it, before suddenly everything vanishes; it felt like this entity had intercepted me. I'm teleported somewhere...
Everything is very dark, and I don't recall any visuals exactly. I feel like a purer form of consciousness/awareness at this point occupying a singular point in space, and my ego is objectified (as in I'm still aware of my human identity, but I'm not attached to it). It also feels as if I'm at the end of time, the conclusion of the universe. The fireworks were set off, and now there's nothing. Time had actually stopped working the way it does in consensus reality anyways while I was still in the presence of the jesters.
(An interesting experiment anyone who takes DMT should try: Take a sufficient dose where you can still keep your eyes open but you're at the verge of going deeper, and look at something like a timer on your phone, and witness your mind be stupefied as it attempts to decipher the meaning of the numbers you're looking at. You literally forget the concept of time.)
I feel the presence of a council of entities surrounding me, and I am in the middle of them all. They sort of feel subordinate to me, and short of stature. (I'm frustrated I don't really remember what I saw during this part of the trip. They could have been the blue imps people see, or mantis beings, or elves, etc. I just know that they felt very familiar) Suddenly, a monsoon of information is "downloaded" into my brain, and everything is completely overwhelming.
I don't recall much but the kernel of what they were basically 'saying' telepathically is that "You are the eternal ultimate awareness which has always existed, and everything exists as a form of entertainment and/or experiences for you, as there is nothing else to do. You have been doing this for all of eternity." What is strange is that I already sort of deduced this was the purpose of reality long before I tried DMT, so they may have just been feeding back to me the assumptions I already had about reality. This is a common motif I've read about, where the entities just use what you know against you. The suspected motive for this? I'll explain later.
I remember the saying "Once you get the message, hang up the phone" being pushed to the forefront of my mind during this whole thing, and me responding "No, I'm coming back later to check again". That sums up the essence of ultimate consciousness I guess, it keeps coming back for more experience rather than resting in peace. That is the implication IF what they were telling me was true, I guess.
I then react by saying "Are you serious‽ Is that all this is‽ " because I always wanted to be wrong about what I thought about reality, but instead this council was basically reaffirming my beliefs. They basically replied "Well, what else were you expecting?" and I felt one of the entities in the council get sad I'm assuming due to my reaction, I sort of 'reached out' to them and quickly apologized "No! I'm sorry, don't be sad." That's the last thing I remember while in the presence of that council.
The apex of the trip is over. They disappear and it feels like I'm thrown down the DMT realms, sort of floating in a black void behind my closed eyelids which I'm becoming aware of (I didn't have a body nor eyelids when I was in those places). I'm quite comfortable there, it feels like a womb. My lucidity of our consensus reality increases more and more. The music starts to reappear, I don't ever recall hearing it while I was in the trip.
(Unrelated but interesting side note. I remember I was in this comedown state for a while and had become aware of my body but chose to keep my eyes closed. I did this little experiment where I scrunched my eyes really tight, and when I did this my teeth started chattering and I saw this flat 2D magic-eye texture in front of me that was dark green and had a sort of diagonal chain-link pattern to it. The Qualia Research Institute has done research on DMT, they identified 6 levels to the experience: Threshold, Chrysanthemum, Magic Eye, Waiting Room, Breakthrough, and Amnesia. I believe I was in this sort of Magic Eye level at this point on the comedown. I also did not experience DMT in that specific order of levels, for me the chrysanthemum is after the waiting room. Another thing to note is that this institute identified DMT geometry as being hyperbolic which is something that can exacerbate the phenomenon of not remembering trips properly, as the brain struggles to make memories of it)
I found myself agitated and frustrated. I ripped off my eye mask and got out of my bed. I started swearing at everything in my room lol, and I also said unusual things which I reflect on to this day. For the record, the trip lasted about 17 minutes.
"Do whatever the f*k you want" As in if you wanna climb mount Everest, go do that, if you wanna be a musician, go do that. This trip made me feel like anything is possible, and a person is limitless.
"God exists, I created him" I was speaking from the perspective/ in the context of being the ultimate awareness, implying that the ultimate consciousness invented God, which is interesting. A while after the trip I had come across a concept of the distinction between God and the Godhead from Meister Eckhart which is probably what I was for some reason referring to in this moment, but I never delved much into the topic, so I am not sure.
"Why the f*k are you scared of the dark lol" I have a fear of the dark from when I was a child which stems from being exposed to those screamer flash games where the woman from the Exorcist movie flashes on the screen etc. which has mentally scarred me to this day as an adult lmao. but post-trip me had a revelation that this was silly, though it's still hard to get over my fear of the dark that occasionally creeps in.
I wrote up an initial trip report after I had calmed down from my annoyance, and I noted down that "All the hate you show onto others is reflected onto yourself, likewise the same with love." Due to feeling this sense of interconnectedness with everyone I had during that trip afterglow.
Here is the paragraph at the end of my first reddit trip report I posted. It will tie into the next section of this post.

"So now to the present moment, I had some strange synchronicities and events recently which lead me to discover that humanoid entity I saw was in fact a mantis entity, as it weirdly matches other people's typical descriptions. Green head, purple robe, feeling a presence of a council of entities etc. I had never researched it nor really heard of the mantis aliens before this trip, so it is interesting that I saw it. I was always referring to it as the humanoid entity with a cow shaped head, lol. I don't know who that mantis being was, it was only in front of me for a few seconds before it whisked me away to the council, and it never telepathically spoke to me. Me learning about the mantis beings prompted me to share this experience, as I would like to hear what others have to say. Thanks." 

SUSPECTED MOTIVES
Now I didn't really want to add these to this post to prevent it from getting too long winded, but I may as well. All I really wanted was to repost this trip on this subreddit.
Stick with me here. Think about the theme of the DMT experience. It's about humor, 'the cosmic joke', absurdity, amusement, circuses, and so on. What is the prime entity people see on DMT? The Jestetrickstejokeclown and the various names it has, and what better character to represent DMT. A mischievous, cunning, almost sinister entity that showers you in its attention as it tries almost to overwhelm you, all the while mocking you. It seemingly does this so as to grab your attention and make you become preoccupied with it. For some people, it tosses them around to completely discombobulate them, or even puts people in a sort of 'Jack-In-the-Box'. When I saw that Mantis at the kaleidoscope, it was as if it had a mission to intercept me to prevent me from going out of bounds on my own. Where does it take me? To a place where my beliefs are regurgitated and fed back to me. "Well, what else did you expect?" one of the entities told me when I was there. Why would an entity say that if not to try and dissuade me from digging deeper? They didn't seem to want me to come back, just fed me my assumptions to try and satiate me and sent me on my merry way.
The Mantis never communicated to me, introduced itself, etc. It just manifested itself into existence and intercepted me at the kaleidoscope. I literally didn't even learn it was a mantis until months later. I have seen them commonly being referred to as 'Overseers'. Like administrators. They don't like to reveal themselves and rather remain in the shadows, but I forced their hand by taking a large DMT dose and getting close to the other side. They never wanted me going there. But they can't stop me from learning about them.
To these entities on the other side of the veil, it's all about humor. It seems like it's what they value the most. You have absolutely no reason to trust them. They'll lie to you to get their laugh all the while herding you back into place to stop you from seeing what's really on the other side. They don't want us going too deep into the DMT space. What are they stopping us from seeing?
It's taken some retrospection and deduction to get to this point, but it's time to ignore the bs and cognitive dissonance people have. Something is going on here.
All I really know is that THIS, this experience, is happening right now, you are reading this right now, all of this is possible because all of this is currently happening. All the suffering, pain, discomfort, etc. This is reality. I just want to make sure I don't come back to this, not until I have the full picture. I pity my higher self if such a thing exists, if it was so bored out of its mind it actually voluntarily decided to live human lives on Earth.
APPENDIX:
A photo of the sort of texture you see in the Jester's environments. Though for me I feel the texture is slightly more regular, like a checkerboard. But this photo contains the vibe you get in these Jester places. Credit to u/theshponglr
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Trigger warning: there’s unsubstantiated violence, including sexual violence, related to the history of the house that are mentioned here. I just want to put this out because I don’t know which flare to use.
I’m telling this story because of another post here that got my attention.
I wasn’t raised in Manila but I lived with my grandmother when I worked there. I’m the very youngest in the family, (so I’m the shobe) and I didn’t actually get to meet her until I was in my early 20s and she was in her late 90s. We have Chinese heritage through her, she came to the “Philippine Islands, USA” as an infant in the early 1920s with her family from mainland China.
We’re a huge family but we “splintered” and live in different parts of the world - mostly HK, USA, Canada, and some in Australia and UK. So I didn’t have anyone else to live with but her when I decided to experience Manila. When she was on the verge of death, she would keep telling the household staff to quiet down the visiting children and lead them out of her bedroom. (She was half-conscious at this point, very ill but refused to go to the hospital for hospice care.) But there were no children in the house. Just me, the cook, 2 young housemaids, a licensed in-home caregiver, and my grandmother’s elderly driver and elderly gardener who have both been with her since the 70s. The lot where her house stood had a dark history we’re not exactly clear about, one story was that it used to be part of a compound where military during the dictatorship years would bring political prisoners to torture, another story is that it used to be a compound of a Spanish-era orphanage that went up in flames, and still another story said the same compound was used as a garrison by the Americans, that it was full of refugees who all then died in the hands of the Japanese during WW2. So we really don’t know who the ghost children were. The house in general is creepy, you always feel on edge in it especially at night, on edge and extremely melancholic! The staff have experienced dreaming of a short guy with grey hair in white shirt waking them up frantically (yelling “not here, not here!”) when they rest in the lanai, the driver and gardener would also often see that same guy walk past them in the garage followed by the smell of cigarette smoke. The ladies would also see a lady in long white dress passing between the pagoda and pond at the end of the property. The pond supposedly was where women were brought to be raped and drowned but our family never found anything there, and the period when those supposedly happened always changed - during the dictatorship years, during WW2. The men would also see a big guy in purple basketball shorts standing at the front door and looking out towards the gate of the property (by description no one in the family dead or alive looks like that), everyone in the house have seen a faceless little boy going up the stairs to the rooms carefully holding on to the bannister, a teen-aged girl also in purple who always shows up in the house staff’s kitchen at 6 pm but with her back turned. I just hear banging and footsteps or voices in the huge living room, or piano keys played but have never actually seen anything until two weeks before my grandmother’s death.
I had come home quite late from work. The only light kept open at the ground floor of the house at this time of the night is this antique ceramic lamp that sat on a table in the hallway. I’m already feeling creeped out arriving this late, it was raining so I asked the elderly driver to just drop me off at the front door and to not assist me with my bags from work (purse, laptop, document bag), he drove off to the garage behind the house and I just tried to enter quickly before the automatic portico lights shut off. From the front door I crossed over to where the old piano was to turn on a floor lamp next to it and read the notes left for me by the house staff (about my grandmother’s needs, groceries bought, etc,) look through the mail, bills, packages, all that. From the moment I got out of the car I had this feeling of someone waiting for me, watching. It didn’t feel unfriendly, just a sense of being waited for. The feeling was stronger as I walked over to the piano, it came from the upstairs rooms which was to my right from where I was reading the messages by the piano. I was too scared to even look and was wondering how I was going to go up to my room if something was there. But because I can’t exactly just stand there forever, I eventually looked up and saw a little girl of about 3 yrs old in height, she had on an old-timey polka dot dress. The dots were big and brown(?) and her dress was creamy white that went all the way down to her shins, it had this sailor’s collar (that’s why I thought it was old-timey), and puffed sleeves. I didn’t feel scared anymore when I saw her, just fascinated. I looked and she looked and then I heard like soft echo-ey gasp, I saw her jump like she was startled, step right into the top bannister of the stairs and hid behind it, and when I made a slight move towards the stairs, I saw her glide quickly across the second floor hall into the bathroom. This was all of five seconds tops, mostly in darkness with dim yellow lights from the ground floor.
I may have imagined all of it because at first I really thought I did. But after her I’ve seen more ghost children, one even ended up in a picture I took of an old car.
The house stood for a while after my grandmother’s death. The gardener said he saw her about two years after she died looking out from her bedroom window and from the dining room window probably watching him care for her favourite flowers. When the house was eventually abandoned to be sold the neighbours let us know that on certain nights nearby dogs would be barking and howling at the house. One neighbour said he had even seen a dark shadow standing by the gate of the house. And another reported looking over from his second floor bedroom and seeing what looks to be light from a tv flickering in the dining room. The house was still full of my grandmother’s things but we brought everything down to the second floor for the movers including an old tv that was placed on the dining table. Sometimes they could also see yellow light shining from the front room of the house. The whole property was sold 2 years ago and is now an 11-door apartment complex.

Hi! I've been collecting Super8 films for awhile, and just started collecting 16mm. I recently bought a feature length sound film, and about 10 minutes in something blocked the lamp, and smoke started coming out of the projector near said lamp.
I immediately stopped it, and found what looked to be scotch tape that came apart when it went through the film gauge, getting stuck and burning in front of the lamp.
The film was slightly damaged before the tape started, so I assume it was spliced at some point (though the tape wasn't holding the film together, there's no cut after the tape came off).
I plan on going through each reel and manually removing any remaining tape and replacing splices where needed, but I figured I'd post here in case I'm missing something. It doesn't look or feel like splicing tape, but I've only ever used presstape so maybe it's something I'm not aware of.
The projector is fine btw, same with the film. Only the black tape was burning

Hello - I will soon be moving from an apartment with a german cockroach infestation and I want to ensure I don’t bring any with me to the next one. I’ve read the sticky and many other threads in this subreddit covering the same topic and developed a plan for moving out. I wanted to post it here to get feedback or confirmation that my plan is sound.
QUICK CONTEXT:

• Moved to Los Angeles July of last year. The peak of our infestation was November-February, where we would see 4-8 roaches daily of various ages. We got fumigated a total of 3 times - once in November, December, and February. Since our 3rd fumigation in February, where our apartment complex treated multiple units at once, we saw a decline in frequency - maybe 1 every few weeks or so. Still not certain they are gone considering we see one from time to time, and knowing that our building is dealing with an infestation as a whole.
• In terms of infestation areas, we saw the most roaches in our kitchen near the usual appliances. The second most common areas were the bathrooms. Occasionally we would see one on the floowall of our living room or bedrooms, but they typically didn’t congregate in those locations.

MOVING OUT PLAN:
For simple items that are made of solid materials without holes or crevices, I plan to just inspect them, clean them off, and put them in an airtight plastic moving container.
These are my plans for riskier household items:
Fabric based objects like sheets, towels, and clothes

• Inspect and wash/dry. Place in airtight plastic container.
• For objects that are unable to be washed, just inspect.
• For objects that are unable to be washed but seem suspicious, place in vacuum sealed bag for ideally 30 days.

Wooden objects

• Inspect, dismantle if possible or if suspicious, and wipe down. Place in air tight plastic container.
• For objects that seem suspicious, place in vacuum sealed bag for ideally 30 days.

Kitchen appliances

• Throw away: toaster oven, Keurig, air fryer

Electronics

• Vacuum seal gaming consoles for at least 30 days - maybe 2 months to be safe.

Mattress

• Inspect for signs of bugs. If clear, place mattress in mattress cover. After moving to new apartment, replace old cover with new cover. Keep cover on indefinitely, or remove after a few months if roaches do not seem present.
• Taking these precautions so that roaches do not enter or exit, if they are somehow in my mattress.

MOVING INTO NEW PLACE:
Treatment for new apartment before bringing any boxes in:

• Caulk holes/cracks in floor edges with caulking tape
• Spray Alpine WSG

Moving In:

• Carefully inspect exterior of sealed moving containers to ensure there are no hitchhikers
• Inspect each object as I take it out to ensure there are no hitchhikers
• Keep vacuum sealed items mentioned above quarantined until safe

REMAINING QUESTIONS

• For my kitchen appliances, I can part with the toaster oven, but I want to try vacuum sealing my Keurig and air fryer. Not sure if it is worth the risk though.
• I have a PC setup from my work company so that I can work from home half the week. The PC and monitors are a bit larger, so I am not sure if I can vacuum seal them (also I need them to work). I can’t toss them either because they are my company’s property - what is the best approach?
• Similar to the PC, we have a TV in our living room that is too big to vacuum seal. Should I just toss it?
• For smaller electronic appliances that omit heat when they are in use (lamps, blow driers, hair curlers) - are those safe? Or should I vacuum seal them as well?

Please let me know if you have feedback! Thank you!

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Bought a house a few years ago that was built in the 40's (updated since then). At some point a freestanding light lamp (and outlet) was installed in the middle of the backyard (about 30ft of grass and a large concrete slab separate it from the house) and at the bottom of the stairs walking up to the front of the house (10ft of grass and 20ft of stairs). When we bought the house the inspector tested both and came to the conclusion that neither were powered any longer, they also seem to have no labelled spot on the breaker box.
I'm curious if its even worth it to call an electrician to get a quote on what that work might cost, or if its even feasible. If there is old cable leading back to the house can new cable be run while pulling the old without digging?

Until season 4, episode 15 of Friends, when one of the writers decided it sounded like a thing British people say, and made Emily Waltham say it.
If you search for 'down like a lamp' in quotes, almost every reference is to this episode of Friends. It is an invented phrase that makes no sense. Lamps do not go down, they go out. The phrase is out like a lamp. But now because of this error I hyper-fixate on this quote every time I watch this episode.
I have more asinine complaints like this but I'll keep them to myself unless this post does well :x