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Trap your way to freedom

I've been feeling kind of trapped. So trapped, I guess, that I've had trouble writing about it. But now we may rejoice and reconnect - the rodent is dead!

Just a few hours after my last entry, I was walking to the bathroom when I saw a rodent bound across the floor. I freaked out. A rodent. In my bathroom. On my birthday. The sight of it kept replaying in my mind. For the next few days, I insisted on being accompanied around the house, especially to the bathroom. Traps were set. Tension was high. Bladder was often too full.

Yesterday, I started to relax a bit, to achieve a sense of, "Rodents are a normal part of life... as long as I don't see him, or any sign of him, it will be okay." Then, last night, sitting in the dining room, I was shocked to see the rodent dash into the kitchen. Oh, how I screamed. Resulting in MrMan crying - out of shock or ear pain, I don't know. More traps were set.

Now, it is better. He is dead. I'm still feeling the residual skittishness, and replaying both sightings on my cerebral tivo, but I am almost free. I can go to the bathroom by myself.

Posted by Shokufeh at September 28, 2006 10:49 PM