Day 2 failed, too. Went to bed too late, I don’t know, just don’t have it this week, whatever.
Spent 220$ for the next 2 months to go back to the studio, first day tomorrow. When your masseuse says, “Gee, you are really reverting…” I’ll take that for what it is, which is “Your lazy ass is getting flabby again”. Motto of the week: Blech. (NOTE: This must be said with the tongue sticking as far out of the mouth as humanly possible.) Which is how I feel now. I’ll find a way to make it work, though.
We picked up all the (non-humane) sticky traps and immediately had a mouse come out from under the dryer to drive the dogs nuts – it is the only way left out of the central wall of the house. So, more sticky traps will be bought and put back down (they are too smart to get into them), and we’ll hope they find their way under the (raised) house and out into the wild. I haven’t heard any more in the treadmill, and that’s a start. If they stave to death, well, I’m sorry, but there is only so much I can do. Co-habitation with mice is not a valid option. And we did let 19 back into the population – that’s about 3 and all of their spawn…
Also today we had someone in to measure windows to replace with double-paned glass. After the insulation this winter, I’m not sure it will really save much. Our energy usage is down, but fees are up, so we pay the same in spite of the very special, space-age foam insulation above and under the house (which may the be source of the trapped mice). Blech. Will have to see what the cost is…
Baby steps, baby steps. Maybe tomorrow morning, instead of simply waking and going through the motions in my minds eye to get up, and do a few sun salutations, I’ll actually get up, put on the clothes I laid out yesterday, walk to the back of the house and DO the sun salutations. Or not. After all, it’s Thursday, and every slacker knows you shouldn’t start a new habit at the end of a week.
