So, late last night I swear I saw a mouse run across the floor. I don't think it was the wine. This event helped me plan my day today.
5am: Wake up, it's dark but I have to pee. All I can think is "I hope the mice are hiding right now".
5:01am - think "I should turn off my alarm. I don't want to wake up for real in 2 hours" and then do so.
9:45am - Mo starts to vacuum and wakes me up for real. God bless vacation.
10:00 - 6 Mile run. I'm still not totally loving heart rate training. I'm back into trying to keep lower heart rates and moving so slow it hurts.
12:45 - meet friends for lunch. Hello Biscuits and Gravy.
2:00pm - So this is why we don't go to Home Depot on Saturday. PS - Home Depot does not have compost pails but they do have mouse traps.
2:30pm - Walgreen's does not have my shampoo/conditioner. I hate shopping on Saturdays all together.
3:00pm - I think I met the girl who has been responsible for several police calls to my building. Her name is Laura. She was perfectly nice to me, and let me know she was only using one washing machine, the other four were open.
3:01pm - Let the cleaning begin. First I did the kitchen. Because mice. I didn't find any mice nor any poo nor other signs of varmints. I put away the dish washer, got the counter top totally clean and everything put away, did all the dishes, cleaned the stove and toaster oven, etc. As I was starting to do the floor I had to change out the laundry. I got basically the whole house clean, and it was lovely. I also got all the laundry hung/folded/put away.
5:00pm - Operation Mouse Trap begins. I used moldy mozzarella as my bait. The instructions said peanut butter. All I have is almond butter and I refuse to use something that costs $10/jar for rodent bait.
5:30pm - I sat down on the couch.
6:00pm - I do not want to cook food in the kitchen. The dishes are clean, the counters are clean, the floor is clean. I must go out to seek food.
7:00pm - Himself and I head out to Sober Fish and had a lovely dinner. We agreed that we had an excellent server tonight. If we go back I hope we get her again.
9:00 - Got home. Nothing in the traps. Not sure if happy or sad.
10:30 - Blog. Plan tomorrow. Not sure when to run. Because it's cold outside now, but cold is still sometimes better than Treadmill.
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