Our current situation

Got woken up at 11PM last night by the incompetent human race that thinks they need to be loud after their wannabe patriotic, competitive heart believed it was happy that the Netherlands won a league. It’s so sad to see that so many humans choose to plunge themselves in something so shallow in order to keep themselves occupied and feel temporary happiness and solidarity, forgetting about the things that truly matter.

Wanted to go for a 20K skate this morning, but the tarmac was too wet and since I don’t wear any protection (sue me), I decided to run 10K instead (a quarter was together with Fannar). You gotta do what you gotta do..
Legs were 💯, nasal 🫁 was 💯, but my stomach was 🙅🏻‍♀️❌☠️. Shat myself once, almost twice. I think eating a few bananas whilst running in very little time wasn’t ideal. All my blood decided to abandon my stomach and bowels and rushed to my legs, thus resulting the bananas to keep on bouncing in my belly. Or that’s my theory. But yea, leg wise I could’ve continued on for forever…

Met a nice cat. I think she recognises me from the past few weeks. I’m usually not keen on cats, but I decided to pet her now that Fannar was with my BF and didn’t scare her away. She sat next to me whilst waiting for my BF and Fannar to catch up. Then Fannar scared her into the bushes.

Figured once more that the only reason we’re still living at my mother’s house, is because of the mice. Previous to those it was the horrible leakages in both our room and the room with our stuff last winter. But then, the mice never really left. They’ve been here on and off for literally over 30 years, but this time they stick with us for much longer and make this place unliveable for us. We live in 15 square meters and the poo and pee is everywhere: between the pots and pans, on the cooking device, under our mattress, on the oven, next to our blender and kettle etc etc. They even climb my walls…
But what’s even worse, the other room has a lot of things on the floor (no food!!) and they are things from my youth. They’re things from my girl. The whole room smells of mice. I don’t like being there. It reminds me of what they’ve damaged that can’t be undone. It scares me so much and gives me more anxiety than anything else. I can’t face the damage they’ve done…..

What we’ve tried you’re wondering..? For the first 30+ years we’ve always used mice friendly traps (ironically, they’re not so friendly, as the released mice don’t know how to survive and die) with all the food we could find, but a few months ago we decided to try every single trap available. You may understand they crossed a line – we haven’t had an undesturbed night for as long as we can remember and Fannar is lethargic during the day, as he runs towards the mice 15+ times every night. No energy for all of us during the day to come up with a plan or take drastic actions or even clean anyway, so it’s an ungoing loop.
The mother mice somehow understand they shouldn’t go into the traps, we only catch their babies occasionally. So what happens is that the mother keeps on having litters every few months. They built their nests in either the other room, in our clothes there and in bags OR in the crawl space that’s under the roof in both rooms.
We don’t know what to do. My room hasn’t been as empty and clean and it has been these days. Vacuum the floor every night. Make sure all our food is storaged. Clean table with alcohol. Sometimes even clean floor with alcohol or vinegar. Don’t touch the traps with bare hands and don’t have Fannar touching it either. Bought multiple kinds of mouse bait. Renew food/bait every now and then and wash the traps. Put traps in a specific way….
I literally don’t think there’s other options available other than glue planks but ehhh they’re horrible, but yea, where do you draw the line….?