So we were gone for five days or so in April and then we were gone last weekend for three.
During that time, mice have taken residence in our house.
We've spent most of the week locating horrid mouse poop in various parts of the house. Window sills, in the computer desk, kitchen counters. Especially horrid in the BABY's room. Poor Josiah. Yuck.
Then we've been cleaning up said poop and finding new fresh poop in the morning. In the same places.
Bob and I spent one evening cleaning up the house without speaking to eachother because of a disagreement about the mouse poop.
Then we spent another whole evening filling in all the holes in the house with spray foam. (Thankfully, we were speaking this time.) There are lots of holes-our house was constructed with rodents and many other animal and insect pests in mind- specifically, to make them feel welcome. We placed poison and laid traps.
One night went by and nothing... well not nothing. There was a lot less poop found around the house after plugging up the holes.
Then, this morning, victory!!
Bob caught one mouse in the spin trap! And now he's in the garbage, in the spin trap, in a million little pieces. (Actually, we know he's dead, but since we don't really know how the trap works, we don't know how many pieces he's in.)
Now, I know that it's likely that this mouse has family members that have also been using our house for shelter so I'm mentally prepared for more rodent battle.
I have to admit that dealing with this sudden infestation has pretty much pushed me over the edge. It might also be that having a broken washing machine at the same time is "too much". Or maybe the fact that I'm 25 weeks pregnant- I have more energy than I did when I was in my first trimester, so thankful for that- but I can't seem to remain vertical for long without, well, without becoming pretty uncomfortable. I expect this at 30 weeks and beyond but at 25?
I am reminded and comforted by God's ability to bear these burdens for me.
"Blessed be the Lord, who daily bears us up; God is our salvation."Psalm 68:19
I'm off to make cookies in a very clean kitchen.
Thanks to all this mice hoopla, we've actually been taking the time to make sure the kitchen is spotless and crumb-free before we retire for the night. And last night, Bob did all of the sweeping and tidying up without me as I rested on the couch.