Wish I had more time to write about it.
Just skim the points here....I was informed today that I would be getting a pretty decent raise begining with my next paycheck.
I was also informed that our AM talk station would be going hybrid...talk programming in the morning till noon, then oldies music till the next morning. Odd format, but oh well. When you own the thing, you can do what you want.
There was a mouse in the house. I saw it the other day and odd little me just stood and watched the thing move about without a care in the world. I watched it hide in one of my old worn out shoes and poke it's little head out. It moved about the room for a while, before I caught it in the pantry room and shut the door for the night. I finally set a trap earlier this evening. I didn't want to.
I heard the trap snap and ran to the kitchen to see the damage. Nothing was there. Kinda happy about this till I saw the small droplets of blood. Then I heard the small movements of it. Then the tiny squeaking. The mouse wasn't killed, but should have been. When I finally saw it, there was blood on the front of it's mouth. Nothing gushing, but still blood all the same and one of it's eyes was red with blood. The mouse can probably no longer smell and the vision is probably gone also.
I just felt really bad about that. I still do.
Call from my aunt tonight around 9:30 or so. My grandmother is in the hospital. They think it's something small and nothing to really worry about. But I know better. I watched my mom constantly go to the hospital, and each time she seemed to stay just a bit longer than the last visit. So on and so forth still it became her home. I know how it goes sometimes. I just get feelings about things I don't like to get feelings about.
And it sucks.
I'm a load of happy right now, aren't I?