Tuesday, June 9, 2015

"It's All God"

I've taken my time and my own little process to decide that it's OK to put out mousetraps and get those little guys. The ultrasonic things may work, but not well enough for the bold mice of Taos. The mouse in my house has caused me to miss out on four nights of sleep in the past two weeks. I told Jen I'd taken four Advil in the past two weeks related to mouth and ankle pain. Jen tells me the mice, killing the mice, and the Advil is all God. I don't want to kill anything and I'm learning not to be so rigid. I prefer not to take Advil, especially not often, but it's been the right medicine for my physical complaints of late. If Advil's just another form of God, then so is the pain in my neck related to all that work they did on my tooth. So is laughing and so is crying and especially so is laughing and crying at the same time. Thanks God, I'm starting to get it.

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