Dang Nora, that's TCB.
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
This time of year rodents are attracted to warmth and shelter. Did she remove your furnace and your roof, too? Because the peanut butter jars are not the culprit.
Yo, Sickos! Sending out the health~ma.
And here I thought the slow pace in Bitches was designed to give me a shot at keeping caught up.
My killer cat keeps the mice away. I can't say this isn't upsetting at times, but she is damned effective at her job.
Of interest to some people here - 2 cute corsets on sale for just under $20 until 7pm (Pacific):
(first 2 at that link)
HIl, that's way over the top. I guess she's freaking out?
Nora, way to go! I'm exhausted just reading about all you've done. Also, texted you - I'm going over there when Robin gets here (which I hope will be soon).
Thanks for the brackets. I made it through the afternoon literally 15 minutes at time using the timer on my phone. Stretched some when I got home, it's not really helping yet. I've been sleeping on my side instead of my back because of my stomach, and I suspect that's a factor. Time to switch back.
HIl, that's way over the top. I guess she's freaking out?
Yeah. My apartment is attached to their house, so she's afraid that, if I have mice, then she'll have them soon, too. I told her that I was planning to hire Molly Maids to come once a month or every two weeks or something (I'd been considering that for a while), and she seemed relieved.
She also said that it's been worrying her for a while that I sometimes let a few weeks worth of recycling pile up in the bin before bringing it out to the curb, rather than bringing it out every week with the two or three cans and bottles in it. I told her that I'd start bringing it out every week. (She says that she doesn't even wait for the weekly recycling pickup -- she brings her recycling to the big public bins ever day.)
She sounds like she may not be cut out to be a landlady.
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She sounds like she may not be cut out to be a landlady.
Haaaaa, yes. Feel free to relay some tales of my tenants, including fights that brought the police, broken windows, stolen appliances, and the urine and feces of several dogs and a cat on the floor for weeks on end while the tenants went away.
Yeah, those are extreme. But if it makes her happier to have the recycling out every week, whatevs, I'd make her happy.
But you don't have mice because you are a slovenly sloth who sloves. You have mice because your house is warmer than the outside. I don't blame your landlady for stressing out (I took note that there's been an exterminator over at the across the street neighbor's house a couple of times this past week, and we certainly don't share any walls), but you're doing fine.