Judecorp.

Dear Former Homeowners:

I am getting kind of tired of your DIY crap. You know, it would be one thing if you ever did anything RIGHT with your home improvement work. I do have some respect for people who take matters into their own hands, and I can appreciate saving a buck or two.

It was weird enough that you installed a forced-air heating system with NO cold air returns. And we won't even talk about your wacky choice in wallpaper. But now we have Instant Mouse Entryways because you crappily installed your replacement windows in the basement, not to mention the loss of heating efficiency. And we will now correct your mistakes with spray-foam.

Thank you for leaving us so many fun projects to work on! It has been lots of fun!

No love,
J

p.s. I hereby rename you Mr. and Mrs. Hantavirus.

1. So, the mouse. Late last night, Jen was going to put her work bag away and we saw the mouse again. It was just sitting there in the doorway, like it was contemplating. Jen got the idea to whack it with a broom and "stun" it, then usher it out the door. Let me just say that her little stunning whack was so loud it made me scream, and I don't think anything got "stunned." It /did/ get out the door, though. Little brown field mouse, probably got in somewhere to get out of the cold, since we haven't found any evidence of mice anywhere (chewing, droppings, etc.) and it wasn't a house mouse.

2. Still, Jen's going to call a pest control company to see if someone who Knows Things can maybe identify how/where it got in. Then we can seal it up and hopefully prevent future invasions. We don't want any glue/snap traps and we don't want any poison and we obviously don't want to be fumigated. So we will have to put the kibosh on pretty much most of what pest control does and just use them for their knowledge.

3. We did a little Tom Cruising this morning. Frankenfetus was playing shy and would move out of the way whenever we got a good clip of heartbeat. The cool thing, though, was when soundwaves somehow overlapped and you could hear my pulse in the background and Frankie's on top. It was like, "Hey, that's MY body with a BABY in it!"

4. So we're alive and well this morning, 13w1d. Which means we have officially made it into the second trimester with a living fetus. I can hardly believe it. I may have to go do some shopping!

5. It has now been 8 days and 3 hours since we came home from the ER on that terrifying night. A mostly uneventful 8 days and 3 hours. Thank God!