Rethinking Spinsterhood...Temporarily

4 years ago

I had a miserable night last night and I really needed my (non-existent) husband to step up and handle the situation…make me feel better…act like a man and do manly things.

Here’s why. I had driven out to my country house to inspect it after the weekend renters checked out, and I decided to stay a few days just because it’s so lovely and peaceful.  In the early evening, while watching tv, I heard squeaking noises. What could that be? I start to walk in the direction of the noises and see in front of me a tiny, wriggling gray object. A godda** mouse! Actually, it’s just barely a mouse because it’s clearly a newborn.  Not even the size of my baby finger. But it’s still a mouse…and it’s in my house.

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