The very LONG night!

We have a finished basement. It has 3 bedrooms and a den in it. Last night we got the kids tucked in. About a half an hour later one comes upstairs and says, "I think there is a bird in my room. I can hear something in the ceiling rafters." My husband goes downstairs. A few minutes later, 2 of the kids come running upstairs. It wasn't a bird- it was a MOUSE! Now- in case you don't know- I am scared to death of mice. Petrified of them, is more like it! Apparently, the mouse was on the ledge around the top of the ceiling- when my husband hit the wall to see what was up there- it JUMPED down and landed in one of the kids beds then took off! I was scared. But, since it was downstairs, I figured I'd still be able sleep in the house.

About an hour later, something catches my eye in the living room. It was a MOUSE coming out of the fireplace! I scream and jump up on a chair. My husband just stands there! Then a few minutes later I see a mouse around the fireplace again! My husband said it was the same mouse as the first one (around the fireplace). At this point, I'm at heart attack stage. I'm thinking maybe my house is getting over run with mice! I'm thinking there is no way I can sleep in this house tonight. No way- with MICE! ACK! I tell my husband that I am getting a hotel room in town. Well, that didn't set very well with him. We ended up arguing about how "crazy" it was for me to be that scared of a little ole mouse! Whatever! Crazy or not- the fear is there. I give in and go to bed, but I keep the bedside light on and every little noise I heard I was like, "Hey- what was that?" I was still up at 3am looking around the room! LOL!

My husband was not happy because I also kept him up with my, "Did you hear that?" and "What was that noise?" every few minutes! Well, I told him- I shoulda got the hotel room!

This morning he is supposed to go get some poison or something. All I know is- it was a VERY long night!