Monday, October 18, 2010

Eek! The First Sound of Winter

The seasons have changed.

I'm not talking about seeing the first snowfall accumulation on Friday and hearing my husband rustle around in his ski pants at 5:00 am the next morning to ski up the Toll Road before work. The sound of winter is a noise that wakes me from a sound sleep at 3:30 am and makes me lose sleep. The noise of mice scurrying in our bedroom ceiling. It happened. Last night.

In bed I feared the worst and could not fall back asleep. Thoughts ran through my head. Could this little animal gnaw through the ceiling and fall on me while I sleep? I haven't seen any droppings and the fun size Snickers haven't been touched, maybe I'm just hearing things.

Just when I convinced myself that it must have been the wind against the window, I heard some more scurrying. I let out an Eek! and quickly covered my head with the covers and nudged my husband who simply rolled over and said, "There's nothing I can do right now." Geez, thanks for comforting me. At least I had the cat on the other side to protect me.

There you have it folks, the first sound of Winter. Tonight after work I will buy some peppermint oil and cotton balls and madly place them around the house because apparently mice hate the smell. I will also start researching how to shoot mice with a gun that I don't yet own. As for Drew, you better believe he'll be setting the traps with peanut butter.


Anonymous said...

Don't forget to sprinkle bird seed on top of the peanut butter in the trap!

L said...

I mostly see rats around here. Huge. Rat. Traps. This does not mean that I do not validate your feelings -- my skin is feeling creepy crawly just thinking of a tiny mouse on my face!

Tera said...

I have been out of the blog loop, what fun to catch up on all your posty goodness :) xoxo

athomeintheadirondacks said...

Oh, yes, that scurrying-in-the-ceiling noise! I know it well - RIGHT above our bed! And not one, but TWO cats just look up and take note, but move not a muscle!