November 5, 2015

Dark-thirty as I stumbled into the kitchen…I was the interruption, so it casually rambled back behind the built-in counter, filled with holes and plenty of escape routes: a mouse-rat the size of a small rabbit.  Good god…is my coffee ready yet?    After I dropped the kids off at school, I had an appointment with Lizzie, so we headed to Breaker Glass, where Kevin, told me it couldn’t be done (the windshield gasket) – there was too much other stuff that needed to be looked at first, so after a stop at the bank, I went to the auto-body shop, set an appointment for the 16^th, then off tooooo…..

Storage, where I saw Ricky, a friend, who also happens to be a mover (!).  Problem 2 was solved – after I get back from Switzerland, I will spend the next 2 days moving into the new house with Rickey’s help (though he’s a pro, so it’ll probably just be one day)  I love Universe [putting what I need where I need it (the mice are also a huge incentive…I am counting the days).   

Headed home and started to try to stop the mice from entering, but the problem is this – they have a HUGE city commune thing happening behind the dishwasher – I can’t take the dishwasher out (well, I could but the 2 weeks isn’t worth it for me).  I looked at the corners I had stuffed with steel wool and next to the corner is a good 6 inches of an inch entrance into Who-Knows-What.  How the hell am I supposed to block that??  So, more traps, more peanut-butter   yet last week after the mice-capture…I had just finished reading about bubonic plague being transmitted by fleas and rodents.  I do not want that.  I also made up with Landlord guy.  When I returned with Lizzie, he was building a fence between my house and the house next door and, since I was happy about having a gorgeous new house (and he had given me a great recommendation), I decided we were all happy again.  

 

Time to head to work for my one client, though I had been there earlier to make some phone calls.  Recently, I have begun feeling much more grown up and “official” than I often feel.   I actually understand, more often than not, what I am doing and what needs to be done. I know this will soon change and I’ll be completely overwhelmed again, but it’s a good feeling while it lasts.  The session ended and I was driving off to meet pick up my kids in Camino when Ethan texted and said they were being given a ride home.  Awesome.

I beat them by moments and we had a fabulous crockpot dinner with homemade garlic mashed.  I’d had my chilisalad for lunch and a was feeling quite good...until I started making dessert (guess what that was).  My ass started hurting again as if it was growing and I wasn’t even putting anything in my mouth.  Imagine what’ll happen later when I eat it.  . After dinner, and I packed up a bit while Ethan did homework and we danced to Lionel Richie.  Be Tee Doubleyou – I know these are often slapped together, often (usually) without any editing and are at times quite dull….  I do think of all sorts of things during the day yet often can’t jot notes down and then forget.  And sometimes, Life is without any chaos – which is awesome.   No real point to what I just wrote, so now I’ll take my contacts out and rest, hopefully mouse-free.

Pics'n Flicks: Annie eating her lunch at the table, "proper-like" ; So full...; I gave my Charles White lithograph of "Diablo Hills" to my sweet neighbor Brent; Tennis after bible study, anyone?; The sound of mice, working on their home....