Oh God...there's that nasty 3 letter word again...R A T. Seems the rodents are somewhat under control again. The cats can't find any anymore and seem bored, traps sit still quietly poised to administer the ultimate punishment, but no one comes. The poison is disappearing ever so slowly now, and I'm no longer finding things knocked off shelves and objects carried across the floor in the feed room. Better yet, I haven't had to fill in any more rat holes.

No one can ever accuse me of taking my job home with me. After just a week off, I found myself fumbling around at our side entry door trying to remember the door code -- ended up having to come in the front door like a common customer. Later that day, I left someone a voice mail and could not remember my extension. I apparently got my internal clock out of whack too during my time off. I couldn't get to sleep last night till the wee hours of this morning, so worked all day in a bit of a comatose-like state. Hence, this shamefully brief update.

I'm going to bed...sweet dreams!