the rainy weather is getting to me. i know, i know i really shouldn’t complain. but it’s cramping my style, man. my days of walking down 24th street, spending hour upon hour in an independent coffee shop and hitting the gym – just aren’t as appealing when its so blah outside. if i had my way, i would have stayed in my pjs on my couch all day long, again (yep, that’s exactly how i spent my yesterday) but i had to run an errand. i tried to do a bit of shopping but everyone (in my real life) will be thrilled to hear that i walked away with only some hot pink nail polish and a little something for my partner in my favorite things swap (still really excited about that one too!).

but…no amount of hot pink nail polish is going to solve my real problem – we’ve got a mouse. or more likely, we got some mice. i’m so embarrassed! and equally freaked out and grossed out. but also really embarrassed – a lot. i wrote about this before, ABN called our landlord a few weeks ago and set traps and i guess while i was in boston (THANK GOD) actually caught one. but apparently there has been further evidence and while i haven’t seen anything (those moving shadows, that’s just the wind…or something) i noticed that ABN set up a trap in his office. i’m sorry but HELL NO! that is simply unacceptable. not only is it a very different thing to have a mouse in the house, rather than just a mouse in the kitchen (i’ve rationalized this…clearly) but i have guests coming! immediately upon seeing the new position of the trap i called my landlord (this had gone above and beyond something i was letting ABN deal with). so the professionals come tomorrow…and then again in a week and then again a week after that. and apparently this all takes place in the garage so immediately there should be less evidence. i think i’m most annoyed by ABN’s response. in his mind this was an ongoing situation that he had under control. in my mind, an ongoing situation, whether in control or not, is simply not an option. it’s like having lice. no one is “having lice.” people have had lice. past tense. i’m right…right?

since i’m apparently writing about really embarrassing things today – anyone else totally excited to watch the season finale of the bachelor tonight? its like its 2002 or something…