Putting My Foot Down

I had a somewhat psycho moment just now. I told my bosses about the ant situation at home and then I got really motivated to tell my roommate that we needed pest control after my boss told me about a rat situation he had when he was younger. My other boss told me that I just shouldn't have to deal with it anymore so I went home and gave my roommate a piece of my mind. She tried to make it seem like it was my fault that there were dead ants on my clothes this weekend, and a part of it was probably my fault, but the part where the ants keeps coming in and terrorizing me is definitely NOT MY FAULT. So, I don't care if someone has to tear this place down, but we need the professional help. I told it as it is and that I was sick and tired of dealing with this so she said she would call the professionals tomorrow... let's hope she does. I am just really fed up with having to fight them ALL the time. It's really aggravating.