April 7, 2005
I think I had a mini heart attack…
You know what I really hate? I mean really and I mean hate. Mice. UGH.
I never really knew I hated mice until about an hour ago when I saw one run out from behind my computer desk, turn around, and run back behind it. My reaction? Just like in the movies. Meaning: I FREAKED OUT! I screamed and was standing on my chair so fast I think I must’ve broken a record. After hyperventilating for a little while, I coaxed myself off of my computer chair and got a glue trap plus poisonous pellets from my landlord. It took another little while until I had the courage to put both behind my desk.
I also called my Mom and had a good cry about it. Because I am such a girl.
Now I’m curled up on my computer chair so my feet aren’t touching the ground. It’s not very comfortable but I’ve got major heebie jeebies. Just awhile ago I saw something move from the corner of my eye and I must’ve jumped two feet into the air. Turns out it was just my hair falling into my eyes! 
I always took pride in the fact that spiders don’t freak me out like they do most girls. In fact I laughed at girls who were afraid of spiders and I said things like “It’s just a spider!” Well, I’m not so brave anymore am I? Nope. Mind you, a mouse is much bigger and much hairier than a spider. And it has CLAWS and TEETH and I’d better stop because I am FREAKING OUT AGAIN.
I am very happy that I’m heading to Carrot River tomorrow to visit my Dad. That means only one night of sleep in this mouse infested apartment. Hopefully while I’m gone the mouse eats the poisonous pellets and crawls someplace I can’t see and dies a peaceful death. I’d prefer that over the glue trap…
AHHH! I just saw it run by again!
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Okay. Whew. I’m good. It’s now 10:55 PM and I started this entry at 10:18 PM! When the mouse ran by it got stuck in the glue trap. It was alive and wriggling and I was FREAKING OUT. I called my Mom again because I’m a big baby. Of course she can’t really do much, being in Saskatoon and awful icky mouse being with me in Regina. So I went back to my landlords apartment and he was nice enough to come and get rid of it. Yup, it’s official, best landlord ever! I think he deserves a thank-you card.
I’ll be able to sleep tonight! Providing there was only one mouse… I shudder thinking about the possibility of there being more. If there is, the pellets are still out. That’ll take care of them.
It’s funny, about five minutes before the mouse first appeared I was talking to a friend about how sad I was to be moving out of my apartment and how I was going to miss living alone. Now? Not so much. Mice FREAK ME OUT. Ugh.
(End note: I hope y’all understand the gravity of my fear towards mice. I think I used the term “freaking out” enough for it to be crystal clear.)
April 8th, 2005 at 6:20 am
Wow…and here I thought the idea of women being “freaked out” by mice was just a sexist sterotype. It’s amazing that you can be scared of mice yet not be the least bit scared of spiders *shivers*. Now THOSE are freaky. I mean, they’ve got eight legs…EIGHT LEGS! God musta been drunk when he created them and though: I wonder how many legs I can put on a tiny body?
Next time you see a mouse, try to think of him/her as Jerry, from Tom and Jerry. A dead mouse, now that is something to scream about. Poor thing
Mice = Cute, furry, yet annoying.
Spiders = EIGHT LEGGED FREAKS THAT KNOW NO FEAR AND WON’T STOP UNTIL WE ARE ALL DEAD!
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April 8th, 2005 at 8:53 am
It’s ok Brea, I sympathize. I’ve had mice 3 times in places I’ve lived in. It’s a part of apartment life cuz of all the dumpsters around. Anyway, that really was nice of your landlord. At least he didn’t just chase it around with the central vacuuming hose and suck it up like my roommate did a couple weeks ago. Now THAT’S sick.
April 8th, 2005 at 12:01 pm
Don’t get me wrong… I didn’t say I LIKED spiders, just that they don’t make me scream and cry and want my Mommy!
Yes, I freak out a bit when I see them but I can just grab a wad of tissue and smoosh it up. Mice… well that’s a whole other story. They are FAST little buggers.
April 8th, 2005 at 3:44 pm
We have mice in our shed right now- we caught 4 this morning. But I don’t really mind mice, they remind me of my hamster.
April 8th, 2005 at 7:46 pm
I totally know where you are coming from.. I hate mice.. actually any type of rodent.. I cant even look at them when they are on tv..
April 8th, 2005 at 7:50 pm
You poor girl. I can sympathize. That’s exactly how I reacted when I had one running around at work. *shudder* Disgusting.
April 9th, 2005 at 9:54 am
Yick. I am there with you on the mice thing. Colvin cat was meowing at the patio door last night so I let her out. About an hour later she was meowing to be let in. I should have clued in to the muffled meow. After 19 years you’d think I’d get that. So I stumbled out in the dark kitchen and let her in. 10 min later she wants out again so I smacked her upside the head and told her to go to bed and I didn’t hear from her the rest of the night. I went to let her out this morning and there was a dead mouse in my patio door. I had squished it in the patio door. I think she had brought it in the house let it go and thank God it tried to run out. I freaked out appropriately and Uncle Grant saved my life. My Hero.
April 9th, 2005 at 11:06 pm
Kassidy said…
You poor girl. I can sympathize. That’s exactly how I reacted when I had one running around at work. *shudder* Disgusting.
That’s exactly how I reacted when my boss told me I had to do work while I was at work. *shudder*
What do you mean this is my job?
April 10th, 2005 at 4:16 pm
YIKES! I am sooo glad I have my kitties … you should have told me and I would have brought them up for some good mice-in’ time!