Houston, we have a problem...

Okay, for all of you who know me, I am a clean freak and germ freak, my kids will never play in the playgrounds at McDonalds or Wendy's, my biggest pet peeve is dusty baseboards. I admit it I am OCD about that kind of stuff. Anyways, so about a month ago, we got home really late Saturday about midnight. I went into our master bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth and get ready for bed. I use some face soap that is a squeeze bottle and when it comes to the end, I usually cut off the top and down the sides so that I can use it all up and not waste anything, it usually last me another week by being a cheapo. So that Friday night I had done just that. Back to Saturday night. So I am in the bathroom and Cody is in the kitchen eating, shocker! I get my face soap out of the shower and a clean washcloth, I go to put my hand in the cut part of the soap and I felt something weird, I thought, "why is there a washcloth in my soap?", so then I pulled the sides down and a MOUSE jumps out and lands in the sink. I screamed! I didn't just make a tiny little noise, I belted out a scream that woke up our neighbors. Cody came running in thinking that there was someone in the house or that I had just been stabbed. But no, even worse, a mouse was in my house! So I started bawling and said that I wanted to move and that I wanted to go back to my parents house and Cody said okay. He is so nice. Cody caught the mouse and then took it outside and smashed it with a shovel, I kind of felt bad, but not that bad. So at 12:30 in the morning I bleached my entire bathroom from top to bottom, then Cody just had to say, well it wasn't only in the bathroom. The next day at church our nieghbor, Justin, came up to Cody and asked, "Is everything okay at your house?" I was SO embarassed.

We bought some traps and set them up. I was niave, in thinking that there was only one mouse in my house, but no, when we got home from work on Monday, I found(literally) out that we had caught another critter. I was determined to sell the house. Cody tried making me feel better by saying that in Priesthood on Sunday almost all of the men in there said that they had had mice at one point. He even told the story of my mouse finding abilities. So now our entire ward knows that I have good lungs and mice in my house. It failed in making me feel better. I was on edge, I wouldn't even sit on the carpet. Then Tuesday we didn't catch anything, so I was starting to think we had taken care of the problem, but then on Wednesday morning, I was getting Cody's lunch ready and I went to throw something away in the garbage under the sink and a mouse ran out and ran across my feet! I screamed, but I think the neighbors were already awake, if not they were now.

So I got mad, I had had it. I told Cody that I wasn't coming home until the problem had been taken care of. I packed a bag and told him that I would be staying at my parents until we had it under control (as if it was his fault). I am such a baby. We caught one more mouse and we have been mouse free for about 2 1/2 weeks and hopefully they don't come back. I guess this is what we get for living in the middle of an alfalpha field.