Stickywrites

Two weeks ago we moved into our new townhome – praise God for a smooth move that went well – nothing too big broke.  We were grateful to be have use of a car to help us move, and it only took 3 trips and half the day to get moved.  Thanks to the Henry’s for helping us clean & move and for a visiting family, The Coiners, for helping us on our move-in day.  God really provided for us – with furniture, all our provisions that we needed, 2 families to help us, and encouragement!  Thank you!So while we have been getting acclimated to life in the new house , we are also getting to know our new roommates: geckos, carpenter ants, cotton-eating ants, wolf spiders (ugh!), and — mice.  We are okay with the bugs, but the first morning in our home sweet home, I woke up to Andrew whispering softly, “Don’t be alarmed, okay, but there’s a small mouse hanging out in our bathroom.”   Why would that alarm me you say?  Well, it didn’t at first.  I actually thought he looked rather harmless, innocent and scared looking up at me sweetly from inside the trash can. But then when I (calmly) went downstairs to enjoy a bowl of cornflakes, I saw the havoc he wreaked in our house all through the night and went tearing back upstairs to destroy the intruder.  He had left droppings all through the downstairs living room, bathroom, kitchen, and had climbed an entire flight of stairs, entered our bedroom, entered our bathroom and then decided to play in the trash can and rip up shreds of tissue.  He also chewed up my houseshoes that I wear everyday!  (No one wears shoes inside of any house here in Thailand.)  This incensed me greatly, so his life ended a few short minutes later after a brief battle that involved an empty toilet paper roll, alot of squeaky mousy shrieks (from both parties) and a trash bag tied in a very “airtightish” way. Just thought you’d like to hear about some of my daily adventures in our new place.  p.s – Did you know mice could JUMP super-high?