Author: The Jody

My sister and her family bought a new dining room set and I am inheriting the old one. My dad says they will bring it over today, so that means my job is to create a clean spot for it. Easier said than done, of course. I have to figure out where to put the current table and chairs, and then I have to make sure there is enough room where the little desk is. The little desk is supposed to go up to Junior’s room. But then I have to find a place for all the stuff that’s ON the little desk. And under it. I’d better get started on that, I suppose. So if you don’t hear from me for a while, you’ll know why.

Man, I hate when I see or hear something and I want to tell you guys about it but somewhere between hearing/seeing and getting in front of the computer, the thought has been shot out of my ears and into the stratosphere. There was something good, too. I just can’t remember what it was.

So I’ll cover other stuff. Mailed my tax return yesterday (yes, refund so it was going out as soon as it was done). I took it with me to Junior’s swim lesson because the Fitchburg post office is around the corner. I was surprised to see armed guards in the lobby, but duh, it’s a federal building. I wonder if I looked suspicious, seeing as I was so happy to actually be mailing off a tax return. I’m surprised they didn’t wrestle me to the ground.

I had my Eggo Homestyle waffles for breakfast. They have calcium added, which is why I buy them. Now is it just me, or do you absolutely need a glass of milk when you eat anything with syrup? I think syrup was invented by the dairy farmers of America – it’s just part of the marketing budget. Of course I only eat the real stuff, don’t even come near me with your pseudo-syrup. Mrs. Butterworth can kiss my maple buns.

It is so wrong to just never want to have to remove a dead mouse, if in fact a dead mouse exists? I need to go check the trap but I want no part of it…at all. But that’s my job, right? I’m head mouse killer.

===5 minutes later===

AAAAHHH AHHHHAAHHHHHH!!!! I don’t want to be the head mouse killer! I saw that the trap had been sprung (this trap hides everything, so you just need to look to see if the metal thingy is up or not) and it had, and I freaked out. I considered calling my dad to come get it but that would have fed into the whole “helpless Jody” thing. So I grabbed a couple of plastic shopping bags (one to use to get the back box, one to put it in…and the little tail was sticking out! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I almost dropped it, but I think that would have given me a stroke right there in the closet.

He’s gone now, but I have lost my appetite. I may not eat for days. Gah. What a big baby I am. *washes hands for the 4th time*

Here’s the one thing that bothers me most…people REUSE these traps?

Ya, I thought I’d share with you why I’m glad I wasn’t out on the highway this morning.

I was actually out in it, at the Dentist’s office. It was helpful for taking my mind off the fact that I was at the dentist. It was a long slow ride home but I just fired up a fake log in the fireplace and Junior and I are playing a little Animal Crossing. Just another day in New England.

p.s. No cavities for either of us! Thanks Crest!