Roaches

So this week I found out that the south has a roach problem. Tracy was telling me that in the cities in the south they get roaches the way that we get mice in MN. Here it's seen as really weird that I'd never seen  a real roach until I went to Nicaragua (and it's funny that I'd never seen a roach until last June, but now I've had 2 of them TOUCH me.... YUCK!) Anyways, on Wednesday I got to the school and I sat at my desk (which is up against the wall, in a corner by the door). I was sitting there waiting for the day to begin and enjoying the quiet and empty room. I noticed a movement out of the corner of my eye and looked up at the door. There was a cockroach walking up the door. I froze. I didn't really know what to do since they're nearly impossible to kill. I sat and watched it walk up the door. Then it finally stopped at the top of he door frame. I decided I should do something about it since Tracy could walk in at any moment and the roach would fall on her head if she did. I didn't know what to do though so I pulled out my phone to text Bobby. I was looking at my phone when all of a sudden the roach came FLYING at my head. I jumped up, threw everything that I had in my hands and ran screaming to the middle of the room. My heart was pounding and holy cow did I get a rush of adrenaline. I stood there and wathed the roach as it sat near the wall. About two seconds later Tracy walked in the room. I told her what happened and we proceeded to laugh about it. Then Tracy got a broom and tried to get the roach with it. It ran under my desk and into the corner. Tracy shoved the broom back there and TWO roaches came running out (which means there was aroach at my feet THE WHOLE TIME! ICK!) she chased them around the room while I took pictures for Facebook... hahaha... She smooshed one of them... or so we thought... (later it came alive again). The Reading Coach came in the room and gave us some Raid, which I don't think is good for you, but at that point I didn't really care. We Raided the room and found another roach that Tracy sprayed and killed. BLECH....

That night we had Girl's Night. We made dinner and had some cheap wine and hung out at my place. I was headed into my room from the dining area when a roach ran across my path. NNNOOOOO!!!!! Not in my home too!!!! Tracy guarded my bedroom door while I grabbed an empty laundry detergent bottle (I knew I had saved that for a reason!) and beat the roach to death while I screamed "Die! Die! Die!".. A little dramatic, but I'm sure you would've done the same... Tracy and I popped in a movie and fell asleep. The next morning we were getting ready for a Habitat project and that roach that I thought I had killed came gimping out from under my bed. I scooped him up and flushed him down the toilet. Yuck. Stupid roaches. So gross!