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The Most Amazing Thing Has Happened

I was working in the garage this morning, and I saw a little mouse scurry across the floor.  In the old days, before our current adventure in which my heart is being softened toward rodents, I would have jumped up on a stool and screamed and thrown things. 

But I'll be darned if I didn't follow the little guy.  I even thought his squeaks were cute.  There was no screaming, no adrenaline rushes of terror.  I mean, I didn't feel tempted to touch it, but at least I didn't want to whack it with a shovel. 

I'm growing as a person, y'all.

It's the little things.

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I was mainly writing to help you with your fears of flying, because I have them, too. I just thought it so interesting that you posted about becoming unafraid of something in the same day you posted being a very fearful person. Interesting.

On a looong flight, just keep thinking that you're at home, settle in, and try to enjoy it or forget it; that's the best I can offer. When you get high enough (in the air!) that your ears and tummy have settled enough (and they will) you will not remember that you're flying, save the obvious things like not being in a bed. Just pretend you're at home or in a hotel on ground, and that's how you will feel. Steady, calm, and--God willing--able to relax. It's really not bad on transcontinental flights; the intercontinental ones are far less enjoyable. Like I said, I hate flying, but long flights like this are somewhat comfy to me, because you almost forget where you are. And if you're off to do something wonderful somewhere, then that's just a bonus. Best to you.

Here's hoping you still enjoy the little varmint when you find mouse-poop in everything. Sorry, I live in the country, and it's a constant fight to keep mice from taking over.

Ahhh...the changing of the heart is under way.

This is gonna be so much FUN to watch along side you :).

To the rats!!

:)

It's great that you have seen growth....but I could help myself..."jump on a school"- wow you either have an amazing vertical, or we are talking about a little tiny rat school.

Either way.

:)

ok- um- are you CRAZY! Following a rodent and thinking it's cute!!! UGH!!! JK of course.

I too, wouldn't whack it with a shovel, but I would make sure it was scooted away from the ability to make it into my home, no "wild" pets, =)

I just posted about my recent affections for a spider. Though I was using him as an illustration of sin, so maybe my feelings haven't changed THAT much.

Perhaps I should tell my mom that in order to overcome her fear of rodents, she should keep pet rats. I'm sure that would go over well. Ha!

If that day ever comes for me it will be simply a miracle. Rodents are GROSS!! YUCK! EWWWW!!!

I had such a love/hate thing with the mouse problem we had in our last home. I hated them for being germy, noisy, disgusting pests.

I made Mr. Heather deal with the traps and such because even though they are germy and unhygenic, I still find the little bug-eyed beasts cute.

That's okay 'cause I screamed and jumped on the chair for you.

A mouse. *shudder*

Pretty soon he'll be living in a little cage in your house and you'll sneak up to pet him.

What kind of "school" are you running in your garage? KIDDING. Don't you love it when others point out your typos? Yeah, me neither.

I could never whack-a-mouse with a shovel only because of the thought of, you know, clean up.

I'm thinking that you are just one little step further toward a great African experience;-)

Ok, I might have followed him, too. But I would have been waving a broom yelling "shoo" and "ick"!

Sounds like an interesting start to a Tuesday - I can remember living in the 'country' and coming across my first mouse and DH telling me just be glad it was a little mouse and not a field mouse - after that - the garage door had to stay shut unless we were parking the car or leaving the house :)

Love your blog!

Not sure if I would have done the same thing or not.....BUT, it is good to see your "growing" happening in front of us.

Melissa

Reminds me of "Christmas Vacation".."I'm going to trap it in the coat & whack it w/a hammer." ROFL oh wait..that was a squirrel!

You are a very BRAVE woman!!!

You are a very BRAVE woman!!!

I think I probably would have freaked out and immediately put a 'for sale' sign in the yard!

Hooray for your bravery!

He's okay--as long as he doesn't get in the house;)

Wow, I see some peanut butter and a mousetrap in his future.

Not me, sister! I'm still doing the cartoon-woman jump up on a stool and scream thing.

Well, usually. We did have this one teeny-tiny mouse that I would see in our living room when I got up at night with my youngest son for a feeding. It jumped, and I mean like "boing-boing-boing" jumping. It was cute, boinging across the floor! But that's the only mouse I ever liked.

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