Scratch chiggers (no pun intended). My now SIXTEEN bug bites are the result of one very-fat-on-my-blood black spider that Mom killed five minutes ago. Furthermore, while inspecting the source of spider-entry, Dad pulled out the window screens--and found about 20 spider egg sacs.
I may not come home next weekend. It might be worth paying $1.25 per load to do my laundry in my apartment complex.
No wonder I itch!