There are two things right now in my life that I am more than a little frustrated about. The first is mice. The second men.
I wrote a bit ago on the men topic, today - let's talk about mice....
This is a live catch mouse trap. After a month of living with what I thought was just one mouse, I caught two. I guess after a week of increased difficulty finding any food they succumbed to the Doritos I put in the trap. The cheese and peanut butter didn't do it for them - great, I've got junk food mice.
Now that it's been a few days with no droppings and no noise I thought I'd caught them. No. Only after I spent most of yesterday cleaning up after the other two someone else is in my space. Clean drawers and counters revealed less than clean poop. Gross is the understatement.
The great irony here - I can make men go away with almost no effort. Mice, maximum effort with little to no retreat. These guys haven't even had water this whole time.
I don't think there is a new point of entry - the original was laziness on my part of leaving an opening - even if it was 3 feet straight up with nothing to grip on. My bad.
Maybe my psychic friend got things wrong. Maybe the cowboy named Jacob who she told me would finally stay and not go away was really a mouse named Jacob and the river we lived next to was really the grey water that exits my trailer daily.
Any time a new man enters my life I am reminded men are generally noisy and stinky - sorry, but you are. Right now I'd take a little extra sweat and door slamming over the pitter patter of tiny feet and the plopping of the poop I am living with now.
Welcome to my Journey!
I'm inviting you to join me on my journey as I seek to find a new way of being in an old set of systems. It's hard, but worth it!