Friday, October 31, 2008

Eeewww!

So, I went down to the storage room 2 days ago. Just looking for a little hamburger in the freezer. Much to my shock and dismay there was a mouse lying dead on the floor in front of the freezer. Eeewww! Normally I would scream like a girl and run, but, this mouse was dead, so I calmly shut the door, climbed the stairs and stated, "there's a dead mouse in the storage room." Then the kids screamed like girls, and carefully descended the stairway, opening the door ever so slowly to see the lifeless mouse. Why was it dead? Bill has some poison in the garage, and in the unfinished part of the basement so it must have gotten into that. So, WHY IS IT IN MY HOUSE?
Bill did clean the garage, and take some camping gear into the unfinished basement, last week. And I foolishly left some case lot food purchases in the garage for several days, and then took them to the storage room. And Tyson casually informed me that the basement door had been left open for at least a day, this week. GREAT! THAT BETTER BE WHY THEY ARE IN MY HOUSE. (And not because the mice have found the secret passageway into our home) Did I say they? Why yes, I did. We (Bill) set a trap, and the next morning I go to get O.J...Eeeww... another mouse looking just like the first, in a trap behind the freezer. Then...this time two traps. This morning as we're excitedly readying the kids for Halloween, they come up to announce that this time a mouse (practically the size of a rat) has been trapped. Eeewww! In the words of my cute brother Jonathan, in another time, and another place...

MERRY CHRISTMAS, WE HAVE MICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Several years ago at our little house in Salem, we had one mouse come in our house.(When I had accidentally left the garage doorway open for an afternoon) While reading a book with Tyson on the couch, a mouse came casually trotting down the hallway, just staring at me. First I jumped on the couch. Then I took Tyson and drove to my friends house, and called Bill, letting him know of the situation, and also that I would be returning home when he had trapped the mouse. Sadly it would not be trapped until 2 days later. And I did have to return and sleep in my mouse house.

Even now, sitting here, I keep checking over my shoulder, scared that a mouse will creep up behind me and say, "booo!" (It is Halloween) I hear some banging! Are mice capable of remodeling??

I HATE THEM!!!! I TOLD BILL I'M LISTING THE HOUSE FOR SALE TODAY...AND THE MINUTE ONE COMES TROTTING DOWN THE HALL, I'M OUTA HERE!!!

5 comments:

Susan said...

I can see why this would be on your mind more than Halloween. You may have inherited your love of mice from me. I feel the same way about them. And you know we have had a few in earlier years.
on a better note....
I enjoyed your temple story. there IS a time and season for everything. And the need to fill your spiritual lamp is real. so I hope you can keep finding a little hour or a few minutes to do that.
Love, mom

Harris Happenings said...

I also have mice issues, I feel your pain. In our old house, I would find mouse droppings on my kitchen towels in the drawer and call Todd in tears to come home and empty the drawer into the washer. Eeewww is right!

Anonymous said...

I absolutely hate mice! So far, we've been lucky in this house but you never know when they will find a way in and settle for a while. I hope you guys have a fun Halloween. We need to get together again and make sure Natalie gets there this time.

Laci said...

Yuck! Greg was telling us that Tyson saw a rat in the cellar the other day and just about freaked out. I would have too!

Amanda Taylor said...

YUCK! there is nothing worse than mice... except rats (which- i guess we have a lot of those too.) I grew up having nightmares about mice in my bed, but that's cause they would scramble around in my ceiling all the time. mom had one run into her hair! CREEPY!!!