We've had two unwelcomed guests in the parsonage this week. Both arrived on Sunday. Hate when that happens.
Neither of them were invited, and truthfully...they should know better. Showing up all unannounced. How rude.
I have no choice but to address them...publicly...to let them know that they cannot do this again and to warn all others of their kind to please show better manners in the future.
To The Snow Flurries: Umm, how do I say this nicely? I loathe you when you come in October. Too soon. Come back in December...you can even stay through January, but if you could pack up and move out after that, I'd be ever so happy. Thank you kindly.
To Mr. Mouse: I will address you as one, because the thought of there being plural of you makes me want to...I don't know...barf, I guess. I understand it's getting chilly out, but you must find another place to live....OUTSIDE. I also understand that there is a plethora of food all over our floor...I do not care. You cannot live here. I feel it's my duty to give you fair warning that there is now poison lining the perimeter of our home, inside and out, as well as
poison tasty treats. Don't say I didn't warn you.
My Sincerest Regards,
Sarah @ Life in the Parsonage