…and I can’t get rid of it! Recently there has been an invasion of squirrels in my attic. How I wish I could let my cat loose up there and handle the problem, but I cannot. Anyway I called the landlord about it and all he did is put some mothballs up there.
It stinks up the whole house! My clothes, even my lunchbag smells like mothballs. When I get home at the end of the day, the odor is already invading my nostrils before I even get the key in the door. Of freaking course I have a wedding to go to tomorrow and thankfully it is outdoors.
I guess now you can call me grandma. Le sigh.
P.S. The evil rodents are still up there, making snowmen out of mothballs. The bastards.