I returned from my vacation from workie to discover after no sightings for 4 months, my arch-nemesis the
mouse has returned. Much to my chagrin, he brought a friend along. The repellers no longer worked so it was time to invest in some live traps.
My day started off finding a mouse that drown in my kitchen sink. Good times. Stupid mouse don't you realize you would be alive if you would have just gone in my live trap!!!! I convinced myself that I could get rid of it but I was sadly mistaken. I was convinced I never using my kitchen again.
While all of this was going on I was suffering from a fever and a great deal of pain form a wisdom tooth. My appointment was this morning to get it removed. As I was being prepped for the extraction, the assistant noticed I was fidgety. She asked me if I was nervous about the tooth being pulled. I responded "No, I'm just trying to figure out how to get a dead mouse out of my kitchen sink." It is sad when tooth extraction is a bright spot in your day.
I went over to my cousin's for a bit after my tooth was pulled. She suggested that a repairman that was going to be coming to my place tonight. He was more than happy to. I feel so much more relaxed now that is out of the sink. One down, one to go....
