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ants

Bam.  Gone.  Yes!

Wednesday night, I left to go to the gym at 6 PM.  Our kitchen was clean and ant free.  When I got home at 7:30, the floor by the side door I came in was COVERED in ants.  Like, hundreds of ants.  EEEEWW.  That was one of the things I hated most about our house in Salem.  I thought maybe we had gotten lucky and wouldn't have to deal with that here.  Apparently, I was wrong. One tiny dropped piece of gram cracker was the culprit.

I immediately recruited Jeffrey to come to the store with me to get some ant killer.  We settled on the little ant food/poison houses that we have used before.  They had worked at our last place pretty well so I hoped they would do the same here.  By yesterday morning, not much had changed.  The ants didn't seem to fond of my sneaky 'houses' and they were running around like crazy.  I was frantic to get rid of them.  I remembered something that had worked at our first house and decided to give it a try again.  After my morning workout, I once again headed to the store to pick up some BORAX.  I mixed 3 TBSP Borax with 1 TBSP Powdered sugar.  The ants went CRAZY for it!  This morning when I got up, they were gone.  Totally gone!

Yes, this may seem a little ridiculous to blog about but given that I am not the only one with this as a problem, I thought I could share the love =)

~Sheri Lynn

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  1. MegMay 19, 2012 at 4:18 PM

    Oh, disgusting! I HATE them! Our first apartment in SoCal was bad and our rental in Vancouver was the worst. They nearly drove me mad. I feel your pain but good for you for beating them! The Borax/Powdered Sugar combo is tried and true. :)

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