Well Bloggets, what a past few days. We have our furry not
so friend back. This time I think she has used our loft as a safe warm maternity
ward. There is more than one mouse, I fear it could be rats. They are hyper. All
last night after a long day of constant running around in our loft, they
played. I had no sleep because they were too close for comfort. My neighbour
had a rat in her garden, it was nesting, when she would go outside it would sit
on the compost heap and look at her. No fear at all of her. I really pray it’s
no relatives of that thing. Mice can cause so much damage and the noise it’s
making it’s as if it’s coming through the ceiling. I imagined I would be
dropping off to sleep and it would make a hole and drop on me. Oh, the thought
of it. Thing is, it could be looking at me, what if it gets in the house, I wouldn’t
be able to see it. It makes my skin crawl.
Scratching all night, and that was just me. Haha. Well last
night Hub went into the loft to place a humane trap up there. It was funny, he
asked for some chocolate. I told him I had none, he replied as he started to go
to the kitchen, I know you have one small bar left, as his hand touched the
fridge, I shouted no, stop, honestly, it was as if I was a Police woman I just
needed to finish by saying, put your hands in the air?
“You’re not having my chocolate, that is my last bar!”” he
replied don’t be daft, I will cut off the smallest amount off the end, no, it’s
small as it is. Use that vegetarian turkey?
So, he did.
But our mice/rats weren’t tempted. So, I think it’s going to
be my chocolate tonight, but at least my Son will be home, so when Hub goes up
there, having said that, there will be many doors in between Hub in the loft,
and my son, as there was for me last night.
He asked me if I would help him?
Is he for real? He wanted me to tap the ceiling where we
thought the mouse was playing the most. As it was a long way from the loft
hatch. I told him no way he was going to walk across the loft slats, he could
fall and break his leg. Then who would help him as no way I was going up there.
BW was at Shams. Our dogs would run a mile if they saw one. I need a cat, but
one that is trained please to chase the mouse/rat out of the house and once it’s
out there, I need the cat to corner the creature and terrify it so it will
never return. As I don’t want a cat to teas and slowly kill a creature on my
carpet.
Two of my friends kindly offered to help me out.
One lives in America
The other Canada.
But you know what, bless them, if they lived in England,
they still would have offered.
We also have a broken boiler. Hub has fixed it so many times
and it’s worked for a short while, but he went to do his magic at six this morning
and sadly it only lasted as long as to give him a shower. Normally we get 24
hours out of it. He has to turn taps and all sorts of things. So now I have no
hot water again, already, and no heating. It’s freezing out there. I was out
and it was pouring with rain.
We have a plumber coming out but not until Monday. I’m
dreading the bill as he said it didn’t sound good over the phone. He wants us
to trace where the water is leaking from. Well that will have to wait until
Friday night as Hub is working all day then he will come home be in for twenty
minutes then we are going out to the theatre tonight and tomorrow he is in our capital.
Friday he is working from home, I think. But he will be busy all day it will
have to wait until night time. I am rubbish at things like that. Hub is our
plumber and electrician. But obviously, he’s not a professional. The Plumber
was on the phone yesterday asking me to look at the ceiling to see if there were
any water marks? Oh, well, I didn’t want him to know I was blind, so I told him
no, but I hope I am sure in fact, that if there were, my Son would have told
us.
Oh, it was so embarrassing though, as when he asked for my
area, I seriously couldn’t remember it.
Gosh can you imagine that? My brain just froze. I was
thinking, no, I don’t live there anymore. Where do I live? The silence was so
long. I sounded like some kind of fraud. I gave him my door number, then
thought that would help with my street name?
Nope
I ended up telling him the address of a house I lived in two
houses ago.
Oh gosh, I am sure there is a part of my brain that has
died. I then started to tell him the shops that I lived near. Hahahaha. As if
that would help the poor guy? OK, didn’t want him to know I was blind, but he
for sure would have thought there was something wrong with me upstairs!
I did eventually remember my address. Hahaha. You know when
something seems to take forever and it seems like longer than it really was? Well,
that wasn’t the case in my situation. It was every bit as long as it was in my
head, in fact, longer.
He just laughed.
I cringed.
I’m traumatised. I can’t understand how that happened. I think
I am needing fresh fruit juice. I just told him I had a long day…. And that is
why a person of my age forgets where she lives? Yeah.
I had a lovely morning with our neighbours. My sweet
neighbour made home made cheese scones. Oh, they were delicious. Sadly, our
lovely neighbour, as in my direct neighbour, couldn’t make it as she had to
work. I missed her as I like to have conversations with her, she is so clever. So
sweet.
OK going to get some
shopping now. I’m so cold. I wish Hub would hurry home to get some heating on
for a t least a couple of hours. But he isn’t in until after six. Then we have
to almost go out again. Looking forward to tonight. I shall tell you all about where we went tomorrow. Have a
great evening. Or if it is day where you are, enjoy, I hope you are warmer than
me. X
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