It never stops

I am back. I am telling you, it never stops. I had a day off yesterday. It became "Do Something with the Lad" day which became run errands with and for the Lad. We had to hit Costco and he had an orthodontist appointment. All the while, the Wife was at the hospital with her mother getting her "mask" prepared for her radiation treatment.

I take the Lad with me grocery shopping. I come home and the Wife is back. She then tells me that she saw a mouse in the kitchen. It ran under the fridge. We put away the groceries as the Lad, who really needs to grow a pair, cowers from the mouse outside. All of a sudden, there is a streak of brown and the little fucker scoots by my foot. I could not react but it does run into a space under our counters through the opening in the kick plate. The house is an old house built with floor joists that were obviously not level, so the kick plate has a bit of an opening now.

I found a mouse trap that we had lying around from March. I set it and put it in the space. I took the FUBAR (functional utility bar--I am set for demolition work if anybody needs me, and I would love to knock the shit out of things, so....) and sealed up the space. I figured that was it. Now we wait. Then we hear the sound, muffled, of the trap snapping. I have not checked it. Fear that I open a space and thing runs out at me while my face is level with the ground. Mouse running at me in 3-D is not something I am looking forward to (why should this be any different?).

Okay, I go to workout. I get a few calls and finally call home as I am leaving. The Wife tells me that she saw another mouse in the kitchen. Of course, she is thinking it is the first mouse and not thinking that there is more than one. Anyway, I get more traps at Home Depot on the way home. I bait and set the traps and we go out for dinner.

I get down this morning at six and check the traps. The fucker got the bait out of 3 of 4 traps without setting them off. What the fuck did I do wrong? I rebaited and reset them and put them in corners. Now, we wait and hope I find snapped neck mice in the traps. Of course, struggling mice caught in the trap can be beaten with a broom and brick (I have done it before and would do it again).

Funny thing is that with all that is going on in our lives right now, the mice are not such a big problem. The Wife has gained some perspective, now if we can get the Lad some.

Have a great weekend, one and all. Mine will be similar to the last two, though I am hoping there are NO hospital visits this time. Ciao!