Just Stroll-ing Along . . .

Brian & I had a very eventful weekend, not eventful in a yay-this-is-fun, but more like I'm-gonna-rip-my-hairs-out kind of eventful. First of all, let me just say that we have neighbors now. Oh joy. The house next to us has never been on the market & it's been fairly (and I said fairly because the owners have been moving things out for a long time) vacant since we moved in to our house almost a year ago. Last weekend we noticed quite a bit of traffic in & out over there and just figured they were getting the house ready to sell. Well during the middle of the week we saw several different people moving things into the house. Then on Thursday, around 2 am, a U-haul pulls up and a couple of guys & a girl start unloading. No big deal, except they're a little loud & our bedroom is next to their driveway. Fast forward to Saturday at 2 am. The people are back, unloading more crap (and it is crap, because they left it most of it in the backyard), and they brought their big dog with them, which isn't bad, except that he barked. the. entire. time. Which meant that our dogs barked. the. entire. time. They've got what I think is a Boxer/Pit bull mix and even though they have a fenced in yard, they have him chained up 24-7. So Sunday 2 am (I don't know if they have odd work schedules or if they have stuff they don't want us to see) when they're moving more stuff in, he was barking again. Needless to say, we didn't get much sleep over the weekend. On top of that, Saturday was just a bad day, I was feeling quite under the weather and the restaurant we went to for supper was freaking cold and - on Sunday I saw a little mouse run across the dining room floor. After suffering what I believe was a STROKE, I gathered my wits, called KD for solace, and drove to the store where I proceeded to buy 12 sticky traps. Brian set them out when he got home & this morning when we woke there were two teensy mouses, mices stuck on one trap and - in an odd move for an animal lover as Brian - he took the trap out back & crushed them with a cinderblock.
My hero.
And that, my dears, was my sleepless weekend.
Tonight we're hoping to get a little kitten from my grandparents. And I will name him Killer & he will hunt all of the mouses everywhere and I will reward him with fishes & cream.