I didn't know when we moved to the outskirts of our small own that life would be so... so... well strange. I figured we had a yard, a larger space, and less neighbors. Life would be great!
This is not what I had in mind.
There are no "quick trips" to the store anymore. I can't go next door to borrow a cup of sugar; my neighbors live a mile away. The garden? Gone. The deer ate the whole thing. And then there are mice.
Mice.
We aren't talking cute cartoon mice who trade blows with the cat. Noooooo, we're talking a mouse who chews holes in he cheerios, steals mac and cheese noodles, and strikes terror into a girl from the city.
One tiny 4 inch long mouse. I caught the thing this morning. I . Was. Terrified. Yes, scared of a tiny mouse. First time in my life I wish I had a pet snake. I was so happy when my husband came home and could take care of this terrifying rodent. Apparently mice are prevalent around here.
We may be moving again soon.
Stay green,
Yasha
I'll leave you with this little bit of green living before I have to fly away to do some more remodeling! One of my many improvements to the house has been this wonderful clothesline! Assisted by by washer, basket, and some clothespins!