Looking ahead

In two weeks I will cast off the sheets of my floor-based bed, I will rise to a comfy 2 and a half feet above floor level, I will sleep without a downhill slope that leads to my side of the bed, I will sleep within 4 walls and a door . I will shed one duvet that serves as our only source of heat while the downstairs people try to freeze us out.

I will make my bathroom time my business and mine alone, not all those who traverse the bedroom/hallway near the kitchen.

I will paint the walls to a color of my choosing (who am I kidding, that was all Sue), and watch my Big Screen at a volume level that will only bother the garage mice and people in the immediate vicinity of the speakers. I will set the thermostat to 80, then to 70 then to 72 and so on because I will have a thermostat again. Then just for fun, I will light a fire in the den and one in the living room and sweat.

I will hang Christmas lights and deck the halls, there will be a flag pole carrying the Saskatchewan, Ontario flags. I will do an oil change on the car in my shop.

Needless to say I am more than looking a little forward to my new abode.

I spent the wee hours of the morning mouse hunting and trying to isolate the food that he has been enjoying for far, far too long (judging by all the poop in the cupboard). Tonight Mickey, you will feast on peanut butter, and you and your brethren shall be eliminated. Go figure, my vicious guard dog cowered in the living room and stayed perfectly silent while the mice stirred. He keeps this up I’m going to trade him in on a poodle with an attitude, at least Sue would sleep better.