Another Seven Quick Takes

1. I need to get landlord to seal/fix the fridge. It already hasn't been sealing well, but now it's not shutting well. At least it's not really *mine* to have to fix¯\_(ツ)_/¯

2. Mouse number 3 just tried to make it's home in the piano, which I nixed REAL quickly. Currently it is barricaded behind the fridge with several sticky pads and a double mouse trap, gifted to me by the man who does the pest control for my work-parish. I'm hoping it takes the bait soon.

3. Headaches on my days off are obnoxious. I get a couple days a week to finally relax, I do not want to spend it trying to get rid of a migraine.

4.  In my ongoing project to clear out duplicate music files, I listened to my Hilary Duff music from the mid 2000s. A) I'm glad that was the extent of my moody/pop/preteen music craze because B) eesh, I thought it was soooo expressive and angsty. But it definitely wasn't...just slightly obnoxious. Although, I will never turn down a suggestion from anybody to watch the Lizzie McGuire Movie, because, come on. It's just too good to pass up. It is fun to be able to tell people she was my first concert (although I did go to Jim Brickman before her, but I still think of her as my first in terms of arena setting, light show, etc. type of concert).

5. Speaking of throw-backs, in one of those wonderful "remember these foods from the 90s and 00s" clickbait articles, I WAS reminded of Oreo Os and now would love to have some again. If crispy M&Ms can return, I'm hopeful. Also, does nobody else remember loving these gems (picture below)? I was explaining to Matt how my brother and I would get them all the time when we'd have dinner and card game nights at my grandparents:

6.  We didn't get around to watching a scary movie on Halloween, so we watched one the next evening instead. We watched The Watcher. I'll summarize so you don't have to ever see it (you're welcome). Couple moves into home. Wife is terrorized by visions, not sleeping well, mysterious notes, losing hair, etc. Basically has gone bats. Husband experiences it to a much lesser degree. Upon investigating, discovers that mystery neighbor lady has been lacing cookies and cupcakes with POISON and that's where all the creepy stuff in the movie has been coming from. She's also been poisoning her own son. They stop her. They think they've succeeded and have done a good thing. Turns out at the end that the SON HAS BEEN IN ON IT TOO and now he's under their care and the movie ENDS with you knowing and not knowing at the same time that the couple is still in danger and the newly adopted son may attack them at any time and we'll never know! I told Matt after the movie that I needed to watch something happy before going to bed. His version of happy is Stargate. Le sigh.

7. (I have made it through to #7 without a post about work and gosh darn it I am going to succeed...)

 (10 minutes of brainstorming later)

(I really need to get a life...)

I have no life...