The Universe and You

February is shaping up to be quite the month. Part of me feels like the universe is telling me to step up and deal with miniature disasters without freaking out. And by disaster I mean things I wouldn't typically choose to deal with alone, or at all. So far I've had to buy a new washer and of course, in true Jen fashion, I researched my options ad got other peoples' opinions before making my move. I ended up wish something energy efficant and within a decent price.



I also had mice. This was by far the hardest and grosses part of my month. I actually felt violated because there was some gross little thing running around my spice drawer, sleeping on my dish towels and touching my silverware. I put aluminum foil over the silverware after washing it for the second time and the lovely little creature crawled up under my protective barrier. I ended up getting a kind mouse house to catch and release the bugger. I set it up the day after I descovered mousey presents in my drawers. I realized after a couple days that it was never leaving the drawers to wander the kitchen so I removed everything from 4 drawers and put the trap in there with a bar of baking crisco. It ate part of one bar so I thought I could trick it with the second. This Saturday, a week later, I discovered the trap had a mouse in it and of course, I screamed. It took me 6 hours to gain the courage to release the mouse. I packed him up along with cleaning gloves and mittens, and drove over to a parking area by the train tracks a couple blocks from here. I placed the trap on the group and just looked at it for a bit. Opening it was freaking me out. I was afraid the mouse would jump out and I'd have to run away. Have to. I tried to get the cleaning gloves on but decided to just wear mittens, open the trap fast and run away. I succeeded in this plan but also got to see 3 mice instead of just one. 1 was no longer alive. He looked like he was attacked by the other 2. And the other two couldn't figure out how to turn around and run from the trap. I tried to help them without touching them but it didn't work, so I left the bottom of the trap there and figured I could always go throw it out in a few days. But the thought grosses me out. I hope they found a nice home with someone else.


This is the trap before I opened it. That is a label with a mouse on top and a leaf next to it. Michael was concerned that was a real mouse in the picture.

Cause I am me, the universe and you.
JP