Wednesday, 8 September 2010

More Horrors

I've had enough now.

After a night of relative peace I took the dogs out at about 6.30am - by the time I got back it was edging towards 8 and I was running late. As I rushed about the kitchen - which had been spotless when I left it - I discovered a large rat shit on the cooker surface, one next to the toaster, and another ON TOP of the radio.

At this point the hot, angry tears of frustration and rage were brimming. Despite the fact I have no money, I'm going to have to strip out the outside facing stud wall in the kitchen where they seem to be moving about and re-line the wall, which also entails re-wiring and re-plumbing. I'm really, really sick of things like this - it's just one thing after another. I'd made the decision to go out to London on Friday night and I was really looking forward to it - and this comes along and fucks everything up. I don't know why I bother trying to have a life of my own, something always comes and fucks it up - either work, money, the dogs or a fucking infestation. I'm also going to have to do some stripping out in the dining room too, which is a major job and will make the house even more difficult to live in - I certainly can't imagine inviting anyone here. I seem to have spent my entire fucking life putting off anything that's for 'me' because something else has to take presidence. And now, I'm 40 fucking 4, stuck in a falling down, rat infested house, with no money - too much work, receding hair and a permanent frown.

...and don't get me started on work.

6 comments:

Sandra Morris said...

Don't the council deal with rat infestations these days.
Might be worth a try.....

Sandra Morris said...

Meant to say, I have a small ratting terrier who loves a challenge...

Richard de Pesando MA(RCA) said...

I have a medium ratting Beddie whippet who couldn't give a toss.

I don't want poisons in the house - and I really need to resolve any point of entry or movement before I get the council in, and frankly - I'm embarassed.

Some Chilean Woman said...

I'm so sorry Richard! I find that "when it rains it pours" phrase very annoying, but very true at the same time.

Hugs,

Carla.

Steerforth said...

Why are you embarrassed? The best people have rats. Get Pest Conrol in - they really love their jobs and don't like to be beaten by the rats.

It feels like a real violation when these things happen - I think that we all assume that if we maintain certain standards of hygiene, then we'll be safe.

Don't give up. From the photos you've posted on the blog, your house looks like something out of a magazine. It's too good for the rats.

Snowbrush said...

I'm sorry about your rat infestation. I've had mice but never rats. I wish you luck with it.

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