#SoCS 3/28/20

Hi y’all.  Linda gives us this creative prompt that follows:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “beside you.” Write about whatever is beside you when you read this prompt. Not when you sit down to write, but whatever is beside you right now. Take note of it if you think you might forget. Enjoy!

Doh!  What happens if I am reading this prompt at the SAME time I am writing it.  Usually that’s not the case.  However I didn’t get a chance to pre-read yesterday.  Boo 😦

Guess I will cheat and not get any bonus points,  Bummer!

Truth be told I already have an ear worm …

Rule breaker Jilly

Donna Summer disco era ear worm – Songwriter: Paul Jabara

Beside me, to guide,
To hold me, to scold me,
‘Cause when I’m bad
I’m so, so bad


Okay, simmer down.  Seems like I’ve been told alot lately.  Jilly just simmer down.

Beside me is a mouse.  Not the squeaky kind, the techno kind.  Mice don’t squeak anyways except maybe a cartoon mouse.

Awwww Mickey.  “Whose the leader of the club that’s made for you and me!”

Mice make scratching sounds.  They pitter-patter.  This I know having slept in a rural place in a house where the master bedroom was filled with mice.  While I may on occasion make stuff up, this is #truth!

B and I were newlyweds.  We went to his grandpa’s ranch a little south of  Freer Texas for the weekend. Middle of nowhere y’all.  The place was populated with donkeys too but that’s a story for another day.  Settled in and trying to sleep that first night, I told B I heard something.

Me: What’s that?

B: nothing

Me: Is something on the headboard?

B: no

Me: You sure?  Seriously what’s that noise?

And this convo went on a loop as he kept telling me “it’s nothing.  Or it’s the wind or whatever was outside the window”.  I was assured there was NOTHING in the room but us.  I second guessed my ears and eventually fell asleep.  It was not until the next day that he confirmed those mice bastards as opposed to rat bastards were skittering across the head board all night.  If I had known I would have demanded to be driven home in the middle of the night.  The rest of the weekend, we slept in the living room.  Funny what one remembers.

Back to beside me. I am sitting at my new home office aka the bar between the kitchen and the living room.  The mouse beside me is a trusty, purple beauty that helps me maneuver the screen.  Happy, happy.  Joy, joy!  And that is all for today.  Wishing you all a peaceful Saturday in our new normal.

To join in with this band of rowdy prompt respondents., here are the Rules and Ping Back.

P.S. I was up this early to participate in a system test.  The exercise was supposed to last two hours but they let P&C go first.  After confirming a successful release, I am going back to bed.

As always, more to come.


17 thoughts on “#SoCS 3/28/20

  1. One night while watching TV, my wife told me that she heard a mouse and I said don’t be silly, nobody can hear a mouse. About a half hour later we saw the mouse come from under the door leading to the basement and then she went back down frightened when she saw us. My wife told me to go down there and catch it, but it was late and I said that I would get it tomorrow. the next day being a Saturday I went down the basement and I looked inside of every box that we had stored down there. When I took the lid off of this one box, I heard scampering going on inside and I knew the mouse was in there, so I closed the lid, so I could take the mouse outside. I yelled for my wife to open the door for me so the mouse couldn’t escape but she was in the shower and didn’t hear me. I got the door open, but just then this hard rain came pouring down and I said the hell with this and I just threw the whole box outside in the cold rain and I watched the mouse run under the dumpster. Later when the rain stopped I saw six baby mice, pink and hairless dead right where the box was and I guess the cold rain killed them.

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