Enough was enough. I attacked their army of hundreds (maybe thousands), armed with nothing but a shop vac and a can of Lysol . They clung to the cellar window hanging there like a large cluster of grapes. They hunkered down in the yellow insulation that fills the cellar walls. I'd suck them up and they would crawl away and drop from the ceiling in numbers so great it sounded like a bowl of Rice Krispies.
I flooded the entire window sill with a layer of Lysol. They skated across as it, mocking me as I started to choke on the smell.
But then, just as I thought the battle was lost, I could see the tide starting to turn. I grabbed a roll of paper towels and started wiping them up, squishing them as I crumpled the paper towel into a tight ball.
I won. The battle is over, at least for now.