Rats, Mice, Fleas and Spiders. Lovely. (3-27-12)

So yesterday was a pretty epic I-live-in-Africa-with-lots-of-creatures day.  In the morning, Nina (our new guest, a lady from Florida) informed us that she didn't sleep very well due to the mouse she found in her bed.  What?!  Scary!  This was in a different bedroom than ours, which instantly made me feel better...but still, her room is only about five feet from mine.  All things considered though, hearing about a mouse in someone else's bed is the least of my worries.  At least I didn't see it.

At school on the other hand, I did see it.  We were in one of the little rooms getting some supplies we had brought for an art project with the kids when we saw a mouse run right by us.  Little Mouse hid behind a box, and we screamed.  Masresha didn't seem concerned at all.  In fact, he just left the little guy there, wherever he was hiding.  He's probably still in there.  Ew. 

It got worse after school.  We were at home, getting ready to head out to dinner with some people.  I was walking back from our room.  The second bathroom is right outside ours, and I heard a little tap tap tap.  I assumed it was water dripping, which was incredibly dumb of me considering we haven't had water in days (more on that later).  But when Kendra walked that way, she saw a rat (okay, I don't really know if it was a rat or a mouse.  But honestly, what's it matter...it's a nasty rodent either way.  I'm going with rat though, cause I heard this sucker was big) run right through the bathroom and out the window.  Second rat/mouse spotting inside our house in one 24 hour period.  Not cool.  If you recall the incident weeks ago when we got attacked by a rat in our outside kitchen, you may recall me saying that Amare and all of them assured us they were only outside - never inside.  Well, I beg to differ.  Clearly they were wrong.  There are officially rodents coming in and out of our house.  Thankfully, we have not seen any in our bedroom or bathroom and we figure if we keep the door shut, we're in the clear (I know that isn't completely true, but please don't burst my bubble of fake oblivious happiness).

We went to dinner, came back, and were getting ready for bed when I discovered the next creature.  I felt a little tickle on my foot, and looked down only to discover a flea.  A gross little flea, on my foot!  I flicked him off, and he jumped right back on...what?!  No, not allowed.  I flicked him off again, and killed him (I think).  I then proceeded to check both feet and legs for any more fleas, and change into different pajamas.  I didn't find any, and have been telling myself that that's the only one and there are no more anywhere ever.  Kaela is a bubble-burster though, and tells me that we all have fleas all over because we're living in Africa.  I told her no, she's wrong.  Maybe she does, but I only had one and I killed it.  So I'm home free. 

Flea killed, I was walking to bed and saw a spider.  It was a pretty good sized spider, but I had seen enough creatures in one day to be unfazed.  I announced that I had found a spider to Kendra, and then squished it.  Pretty proud of myself.  Kendra was, too.  The best part is that after doing a little check between my sheets for any unwanted guests, I just closed my eyes and went right to sleep.  No problem.  Didn't lose any sleep over the fact that there were rats, mice, fleas and spiders running around my house.  What's wrong with me?

Now on to my complaint about water.  We haven't had water in sooooo many days again, and I am dirty.  So, so dirty.  Baby wipes can only make you feel so clean when it's 90+ degrees every day and dusty and dirty outside.  When you work with kids who pee on you in the morning, and kids who have snot and dirt caked on them in the afternoon you just feel dirty and wipes don't cut it.  Unfortunately they have to, because we evidently have an extreme lack of water.  The last real shower I took was over a week ago.  Oh my goodness I'm disgusting.  It's even worse when you find a flea on you, and think "if only I could scrub and scrub and scrub in a long, hot shower" but you can't.  You can't even rinse off in a cold shower.  Because there is no water.  I can't even describe to you how excited I am to shower when I get back to America.  Words can't explain how amazing that will be.  11 days, and I'll be CLEAN!!!!!  :D