Back in control

The mouse came back last night. I fled. Slept on a kind neighbor's couch.

Tonight it's a different story. I've decided to empower myself. I must, must, must see this through. I tore the place apart, cleaned behind furniture, purged. It felt good, like I was doing something within my control. I purchased devices that send sound waves through the walls to keep critters away; they're in place now.

Time will tell. I will deal.