Starting the year right

It's January 1st, I'm all chill and happy and then we discover we have wood mites. The little fuckers are eating away at the big ass wardrobe on the hallway. It's too big and too full of stuff to take it all apart and see what the situation actually is right now so it'll have to stay like that a few days till we figure shit out. Read online they don't like apple cider vinegar so I sprayed them in that. I don't know if it'll kill them but at least will fuck up their day as much as they fucked mine up. This means war.