Thank you so much for all the supportive comments regarding my wing back chair obsession! I'll keep you posted on the hunt.
I must apologize for not responding to every commenter lately. I do try to do that, but life has been a little crazy this week.
but, I'm pretty sure they are not that cute. Nor play the banjo.
Luckily, my exterminator came yesterday to help evict them. He's a very friendly guy, but a couple of things about him bother me.
1. He foams at the mouth
2. He tells me things I do NOT want to know. For example, "You better hope they're just the little gray ones. The other ones carry a deadly virus." "You should wear a face mask when you clean up their droppings so you don't inhale the deadly virus." "There were some really large droppings. I think you've got a BIG mouse in here." "I think they're nesting in that dollhouse."
The entire time he was speaking, I was willing him to shut up. Does he not realize that he is paralyzing me with fear? I lie in bed at night imagining some giant rat and all its babies climbing on my face. I will never again set foot in my basement. It is dead to me. So, remember my big plans for the music room down there? Yeah, well. Forget it.
So amid the infestation, fear and chaos of this week, how do I cope? Especially since I've given up yelling at my kids for Lent? Why, find something to destroy, of course.
This wallpaper's been asking for it for 4 years, and yesterday I finally snapped.
|No turning back now!|
|My partners in crime!|
So, that's my week in a nutshell! Have a relaxing, rodent-free weekend :)