Return of the Squirrel
So, I come home yesterday and the door on the fireplace is open yet again. All the cleanup I did has been undone. And now I have another squirrel trapped in my room. I left the window open and went out for an hour. I come back. All is quiet. Until...
I hear this frightened squeaking sound coming from behind my bookcase. I'm not even sure I heard anything, but I go up to it, pull aside a box and there sits the squirrel, terror on its features before it runs away in the other direction. I again open the window and begin moving pieces of furniture into the living room. I remove everything that I had stored under my bed and couch, pull aside ruffles so I can see under everything. My roommate arrives. We check under every piece of furniture and there is nothing. So, concluding that it has left and made its escape during the commotion as I was moving everything out into the living room, I go about the rest of my evening. I wash all my bedding yet again so that I feel comfortable sleeping on it. There are no strange noises for the next 12 hours.
Except, I return home today and guess what was still in my room? And who also managed to make his way into the kitchen? And then back to my room. I'm not sure what is so great about my room that it felt the need to stay there when it managed to get run of the entire house.
Turns out there is a tiny, tiny space under the back of my one bookshelf. The one that I thought had a closed back to it so I didn't move the books on it to check. And it was just large enough to accommodate my guest. I grabbed a second roommate this time and we did actually manage to get it out a window. With witnesses so it is most definitely gone.
There is also a very large pile of stuff blocking the fireplace. If one gets in now, it is Super-squirrel and I'm just going to move. This is ridiculous. The landlord is coming tomorrow with a ladder and blocking off the top of the chimney. I'm currently washing everything yet again. Still have to do the clothing from earlier this week, but that is waiting for Saturday. I just don't have the energy right now.
Plus, I was at school for 12 hours today, got home after 9 PM and have to sub in for another TA tomorrow morning since he has some commitment he forgot about when we made the schedule. Why do I have to be nice? Why couldn't I have been a bitch and just said NO?!?
Blah.
OTOH, I actually have an idea for SPN crossover big bang so I may sign up. Currently torn between Dexter and Twin Peaks. If I manage to get an outline put together this weekend, I'll go for it. Fortunately, I have until March to sign up so I can do it later after all this excitement has passed.
I hear this frightened squeaking sound coming from behind my bookcase. I'm not even sure I heard anything, but I go up to it, pull aside a box and there sits the squirrel, terror on its features before it runs away in the other direction. I again open the window and begin moving pieces of furniture into the living room. I remove everything that I had stored under my bed and couch, pull aside ruffles so I can see under everything. My roommate arrives. We check under every piece of furniture and there is nothing. So, concluding that it has left and made its escape during the commotion as I was moving everything out into the living room, I go about the rest of my evening. I wash all my bedding yet again so that I feel comfortable sleeping on it. There are no strange noises for the next 12 hours.
Except, I return home today and guess what was still in my room? And who also managed to make his way into the kitchen? And then back to my room. I'm not sure what is so great about my room that it felt the need to stay there when it managed to get run of the entire house.
Turns out there is a tiny, tiny space under the back of my one bookshelf. The one that I thought had a closed back to it so I didn't move the books on it to check. And it was just large enough to accommodate my guest. I grabbed a second roommate this time and we did actually manage to get it out a window. With witnesses so it is most definitely gone.
There is also a very large pile of stuff blocking the fireplace. If one gets in now, it is Super-squirrel and I'm just going to move. This is ridiculous. The landlord is coming tomorrow with a ladder and blocking off the top of the chimney. I'm currently washing everything yet again. Still have to do the clothing from earlier this week, but that is waiting for Saturday. I just don't have the energy right now.
Plus, I was at school for 12 hours today, got home after 9 PM and have to sub in for another TA tomorrow morning since he has some commitment he forgot about when we made the schedule. Why do I have to be nice? Why couldn't I have been a bitch and just said NO?!?
Blah.
OTOH, I actually have an idea for SPN crossover big bang so I may sign up. Currently torn between Dexter and Twin Peaks. If I manage to get an outline put together this weekend, I'll go for it. Fortunately, I have until March to sign up so I can do it later after all this excitement has passed.