Ran out the door this morning before reporting but:
Slept well, Nyquil assisted, in the bed. Last week every night around 3 am I got a glimpse into hell, so I thought I'd document my sleeping to see if any insights came of it. But this week hell has not visited me. I'll take the sleeping well over the insights. There's time for insights later, as I'm sure hell will return.
So running out the door to get to work early because we have a mouse issue. Yesterday a Terminix man came and set mouse-traps all over my cubicle area. I stayed until everyone left and picked up all the traps and bait, put them in a box, taped the box closed and put the box in my overhead cabinet. Then I set a live trap under the drawer where the mouse was spotted. Unfortunately no mouse in the live trap this morning. I was hoping he would be caught and the Terminix man would never come back again. So the story is still un-folding.
Story un-folded. Mouse caught over a weekend. Released into old, kindly looking cemetary. Little mouse seemed thrilled at his new surroundings. One escapee from corporate America.
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