Yesterday didn’t have quite the ending to it as I would’ve thought. I had Emma over for dinner, which was so nice. I made the vegan meatballs from Green Kitchen Stories I made for Christmas together with Madeleine Shaw’s apricot and pistachio cauliflower couscous from her book Ready Steady Glow with a salad and guacamole on the side. Yum! Absolutely love that combination but it’s a bit of work so I haven’t done it for a while.
When Emma left it was about nine/ten in the evening and I was on my laptop in the kitchen. For some reason I looked at the floor and there it was, a mouse. I screamed so loudly I thought our neighbours would hear me and jumped up on the chair like a cartoon character. I’m terrified of mice and rats.
I immediately called Jamie who was on his way back on a bus from a whisky trip with work. I was borderline crying when he answered, full on panic mode. Eventually he managed to calm me down and I abandoned the kitchen. To calm down I cosied up in bed with Gilmore Girls on my laptop and eventually managed to relax.
However, later on in the evening I saw another mouse running about on the floor in our bedroom. I absolutely lost it and grabbed our duvet and took shelter in the living room. There was no way I was sleeping in the bedroom anymore.
After these two incidents I was wide awake and I didn’t get to sleep until way after Jamie got back. Must’ve probably been around 3.30am and got up around 9.30am to come up with a plan of action before Jamie had to leave for work.
Jamie felt really bad leaving me in the flat this morning but the busy guy has to work. Emma the lovely friend she is called me and said she was free during the day if I needed an excuse to get out of the flat. Then I headed to the West End Hardware Store to get some mouse traps. As much as I don’t like killing animals I’m not sharing my flat with mice. I can’t live like that.
The guy in there said it’s apparently super common with mice in the West End so in one way it’s nice to know we’re not the only ones with this problem. A girl who was in had woken up with a mouse on her bed one morning. I would’ve had a heart attack if I would’ve woken up like that.
So now the traps are set in our bedroom and kitchen with a bit of peanut butter as instructed (these mice have good taste!) and now I’m waiting. I really don’t want to walk into the either room and find dead mice in the traps but it’s just something we have to do. I’ll leave the emptying of the traps to Jamie hehe.
I just want our flat to feel like home again, it feels a bit less homey now when I’ve discovered these uninvited guests running about.
It’s a weird thing fear and what it does to you and how different people perceive things differently. I know a lot of you will read this and probably won’t relate at all to my shock and fear when I saw the mice running around on our floor and others will know exactly how I feel.
I would never let a fear limit how I live my life but for now and until I get used to the fact we’ll be chasing mice for the next couple of weeks I’m sleeping in the living room, stomping around and hoovering super loudly before entering the kitchen and bedroom. At least our flat will be very clean, I’m not sure how much our neighbours will enjoy the stomping…
This evening I’m escaping to my sister and her boyfriend Hampus for dinner and watching Melodifestivalen again. I’m so happy to leave the flat!
Speak to you soon,