Well, everybody knows those cute little grey edible dormice who are known for nesting in attics to have there their beauty-sleep over the winter. For those who don't know those lovely creatures, you really should feel ashamed now, it was the animal of the year 2004! But nevertheless I have there a little introduction about that lovely animal I currently have a quarrel with *mhuahahaha*:
The edible dormouse is a small mouse-alike, nocturnal rodent with black eyes, round ears and a furry tail, which reminds of a squirrel. In earlier times this importunate housemate was either seen as a gentle house-ghost who's protecting the house or as a bad portent. I'd rather vote for the second option now, just because it's cute, it doesn't mean that this rodent is automatically behaving polite.
That leads us now to my actual problem: The dormice we so gently host on our attic seem to currently have some homely disagreements. I personally consider it unreasonable to be so loudly while discussing private problems that even the human housemates -who rather are well-known as being blind nad deaf and usually NOT being nocturnal- can't come around to painfully notice their nagging during the night-time.
And in this story it happened to be stated as a tragical turning point that I'm the poor mourner...
YOu might ask now how do i come to boldly call myself the mourner? Well, my room directly lies under the roof and next to the attic. In my cupboard you even can find the door to the home of the dormice, if you want so it has a little Narnja-like taste, especially when you're younger.
And YES, I didn't really sleep properly anymore for more than a week...I'm completely on caffeine!
That's very tragical for somebody who consider herself to be a notorious long- and well- sleeper. I'm still searching for a proper swedish male-name for my bed which is not from Ikea.
Night for night i hear those nice dormice squeaking, feeping, running around, scratching and fretting although they actually should hibernate. The worst of this is that my room is completely lined with wood, that means that it is to live like inside of a huge resonance-body which is even enhancing the noisy discussions of them.
Last night I had the glorious idea to try it with Oropax-earplugs. It went good for a while but then I got crazy while loudly hearing my blood rushing through my veins. But at least i had some dozing-phases and wasn't taken up with the task to throw all kinds of things against the ceiling.
Well, all in all I hope that they quickly manage to resolve their dispute or I gotta try to fumigate them with my deodorant-spray. Then I don't care anymore that they're already slightly endangered --> you're coming onto the red list babies!! *mhuahahahaha*
Enjoy your sleep!
*drops the red theatre curtain*
I wish you all a wonderful 3rd advent, a great sunday and a magical Wintertime with your beloved ones whatever you're celebrating :)
Many greetings
a tired Tami