
I decided I would not do an indoor Christmas tree, but I would do
simple outdoor decorations. I was a light string short and the blow-up Christmas
penguin sprung a leak. Then there has
been the gross rat invasion after the next door “hoarder house” was cleaned.
(She lived there for years, with 2 dogs but the last 6 weeks without power or water,
it took a 4 person hazmat team to 2 dumpsters to clean it out). The cleanout
was followed by an exodus of rats into the neighborhood! I caught 3 in traps, then in an effort to stop
up and possible entry point with that expandable insulation spray can, I
trapped one inside the wall, I cannot begin to explain the putrid smell. The bottom section of the porch screen door "fell" out, the one with the cat door. It has felt like I am paddling hard as I can
and accomplishing nothing. I am not
standing still. I am moving as fast as I
can, which admittedly is not that fast, in fact, it feels more like doing nothing
more than stamping out fires before they overwhelm me.
I am not moving forward or backward…but I am moving to just
maintain. I just wish it was faster, better, healthier, recovered, etc. etc. Although I prefer to acknowledge that sideways
is better than downward or completely immobile. I am accepting sideways as a positive
thing.
"Everyday is a Winding Road" Sheryl Crow
PS...got another string of lights, ordered "Rat sorb" overnight from Amazon it seems to be working thank goodness, a new blow-up snowman on the way and I have the bottom of the door and a healthy supply of duct tape out on the table for repair, my day is full moving sideways!
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