Why God Gave Me A Son
Monday, September 24, 2012 at 6:00AM You can tell yourself you don’t need a man in the house.
You can adjust to the empty spot at the dinner table.
You can learn to watch television without the comforting presence next to you.
You can even come to appreciate what you learn along the way.
And then the air conditioner kicks on and a foul smell comes through the vents and all you really want in the world is a man to fix the problem.
I have Hayden and he is getting a crash course lately in being the man of the house. Strange smells from the furnace room though are still more than he can handle so I called our neighbor, Marcus, who lives across the street.
I can not say enough how completely, wonderfully blessed I have been by the people in my life this year. God has hand picked really fabulous individuals who have helped me over each and every hurdle. Marcus has had to pinch hit any number of times over the past few months. Last night he was on odor patrol.
He headed down to the furnace room to investigate the source. The floor drain was kind of clogged, so I ran and got pitchers of hot water and he flushed that out. Then he turned to the hole behind him where a sump pump would go if we had one.
Marcus shone his flashlight down in the hole that had some water in it and said, “Well, there’s a mouse down there and it isn’t swimming any more.”
I was out of there like a shot to get my son.
Hayden assisted Marcus in the dead mouse removal and took it out to the trash. Then the two of them sucked the rest of the water out with a Shop Vac. Hopefully that is the end of the odor.
Hayden’s next lesson? Setting and emptying mouse traps. Shudder.
Reader Comments (11)
I buy mouse traps in bulk so that we can just throw them away. So glad your neighbors are so kind.
Shudder indeed! That's all I will say about that. I think we know where I stand about issues like these!
Thank the Lord for wonderful friends! And brave sons! :)
Krista F. - that is a GREAT idea!
Christina - I'm trying to decide if mice or roaches or worse. It's a toss up.
I had a mouse problem when Lee was gone fishing in Alaska. I called him crying and texting him over and over how messed up it was he was out with his friends having a great time and I was at home dealing with this problem alone. I would walk real slow to the kitchen and stick my head around the corner to see if i had another mouse and my heart would be pounding so fast.
Hope your mouse problem was just one and that's it.
Make sure he places the mouse traps in places the poodle wont find them. Our poodle is smart enough to avoid the traps before they go off, but he's definitely been found walking around with a mouse in his mouth with a trap hanging off the end of it.
It sounds like God gave you a very helpful son as well. Some teenage boys are too busy rebelling (especially in hard times) to do dirty work for their moms.
I don't know, the mouse is pretty creepy to me. A bear doesn't die in your sump pump space
: ) I am not a fan of mice. At all. I'm glad you have wonderful neighbors!
An ex-boyfriend of mine had 3 brothers (there were 4 boys total) and when his mom went through her horrible, horrible divorce she was so grateful that God had given her 4 sons, even though she always wanted a girl.
Hang in there.
We've had to deal with both...mice in KY, roaches in TX. It seems like the mice were easier to get rid of for good. Seal up where they can get in, put poison or traps out. Either way, it is forever before I am comfortable again. And here, just when I stop looking down everywhere I walk (and I am serious, everywhere), I'll see a new roach! I sure hope your problem is solved, and that's that!
DO NOT get the glue traps.
Ask me how I know.
I don't have a son :( I'm not too prideful to grab the girls' boyfriends when need be though :) My oldest daughter's last boyfriend fished so much wildlife (dead and alive) out of our pool that a shiver just went up my back thinking about it :/ Ew.
Oh gosh I would lose it. I can't handle bugs or rodents - dead or alive!! Glad you didn't have to deal with it yourself!