No middle-of-the-night SNAP sounds in the house, so yay. I checked the traps this morning and discovered that something had eaten the peanut butter off one without triggering it (the spring wire was bent wrong and I wasn't sure it was going to work anyway). I went to the grocery store, and when I came back, I found that mouse #2 had been caught under the porch. I apologized sadly, and set three more traps. On the plus side, I am no longer afraid of mousetraps. It just took some hands-on experience to see how they work.

So far so good. Mark may come home to find me dressed in camo, face blackened, perched on top of the kitchen cupboards with a sawed-off broom and a box of D-Con, muttering "Here, mousie mousie mousie." Either that or doing a Bill Murray from Caddyshack.

What to do today? Finish laundry, straighten up my books and notes from last semester, maybe take a shower, play The Sims until my eyes fall out. And!! I have food in the house again! Such luxury! It's not all junk food, either. I bought chicken and veggies.

- posted by Diane @ 10:51 AM