The Mouse Assassin

Hey guys, I was reminded this weekend that I haven't blogged in a while.  I did a lot in November, and I did nothing at all, all at once.  It was time to slow down and reassess the situation.  Make sure I'm headed in the right direction.  For the most part, I like where I'm at.  I like living in St. Louis.  Being close to everything is really convenient & my neighborhood is nice and quiet.  Plus, this cute cat, Elvira lives next door.  She hangs out in my bushes by the door and sneaks in when my hands are full.  I'd love to know if the former owners had food in here for her, she seems to think I should be better prepared for her visits.

I managed to get the living room together in time for Thanksgiving.  I wanted to have dinner with the kids but not Thanksgiving without Rich.  So, we compromised and had 'November Family Dinner' the Sunday after.  Don't know if that's how I'll feel going forward but that's how I was feeling this year.  Genetics are funny.  I'm just noticing the 3 people in this picture that are my kids, have the same squinty eyed smile...

While I was waiting for the exterminator, I saw this car on Auto Trader and decided to go for it.  Let me unpack that sentence for you.  I had a mouse problem.  None of the DIY solutions were working for me and I'm not willing to live with mouse poop.  In fact, while Miles was over for dinner, we found mouse poop in his toy basket.  No.  Absolutely not.   So, I hired a professional.  I took the day off to meet with my mouse assassin.  While I was waiting for the hit to go down, I went on to Auto Trader to see what kind of car I wouldn't be able to afford.  Then I saw this cute little number and decided she needed to come home with me.  It's a Toyota C-HR, and I love her.  More importantly, no new mouse poop.

In quilty news, I'm almost caught up with Milk Maid's Dilemma.

 I started working on Christmas gifts for Lucy and Miles, I'll share those after the holidays.  You're going to love them.

Tomorrow is supposed to be my 30th Wedding Anniversary and I'm seriously in the dumps about it.  I've been having the same dream every night for a week now.  Rich breaks up with me or leaves me every night.  I beg him to stay, tell him he's wrong and making a huge mistake that he's going to regret.  He just very reasonably and rationally tells me it's over and the sooner I accept it, the better off I'll be.  I think that's probably self-explanatory, but I honestly don't know how to move on more efficiently than I have been.  So, like they say, it is what it is.

Now to figure out how to write a Christmas letter about the worst year of my life...

I don't want to end on such a depressing note.  I'm honestly doing pretty well.  Thinking about starting a gym membership and just concentrating on being a healthier me.  I started yoga again and that's been going well.  I'm joining the Modern Quilt Guild in STL and started my first 'modern' quilt the other day.  

Have a fantastic month!  I'll talk to you soon.