I like to think of myself as a calm, rational person. I used to be on medicine for it, but now I am flying solo and haven't killed anyone yet.....that was until this morning. My husband should feel so lucky to be among the living after the stunt he pulled.
Let me explain.......it has to do with a mouse
In my house
That my cat caught this morning
Behind me while I was on the computer
And then...yep....you guessed it...She brought it to me
And it wasn't quite dead.
And I was standing on my dining room chair....without a phone to call Tall Guy.
Pumpkin let the mouse lie on the floor, and it must have been playing dead because suddenly it played ALIVE.
I made a jump to the living room, grabbed the phone, jumped on top of the couch and called Tall Guy to come in the house ASAP!
And miraculously he did. About the time the mouse disappeared
UNDER MY COMFY CHAIR!
Then he grabbed ... of all things...
the camera! WHAT THE HECK!?!?! (by the way I am looking way happier than I was)
He told me to get him something to hit it with (sorry for anyone out there lovin' mice :-P) So I did
(Dang! I really am cleaning my house, just haven't made it to the dining room yet.)
And we couldn't find the mouse. It disappeared UNDER MY COMFY CHAIR!
And then he did it. Tall Guy took the bat and hit the floor, making me think it had run toward me!!!
I screamed...well let's just leave it at that and not get too specific...and then I chased him with the bat.
and then I had to go to my doctor's appointment
And have my blood pressure checked among other things! UGH!
Did I mention I have been up since 2:30 a.m.?