Wednesday, August 18, 2010

If I Ever

start talking about moving into another 100 year old house when we are finally able to move from this house?

Please remind me about the time Stephen went to work out, and not five minutes later, a horrible, plasticky rattling sound came from behind the sideboard. Where we have a mousetrap. And how that rattling continued until Stephen came home and rescued me from the rattling trap. (and how UTTERLY WORTHLESS our stupid dog was, staring at me blankly while a trapped, probably half-dead mouse, tried to escape from the trap, climb my leg, eat my face and give me hanta virus.)

I am hoping that is all the reminder I'll need to rethink such a totally stupid idea.

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