Have you ever had a rat problem? I don’t mean your ex — I mean a legit rat?
There are few times when I have wished to have a husband since I have been divorced but last summer, I wished I had a man in the house when a couple of rats found their way into my home.
Let me tell you how it started — my kids to whom I constantly bark, ‘don’t leave the balcony door open or else the rats will get in,’ totally ignored me on a hot day and guess what happened?
Yeah, you guessed it.
Rats got in.
I heard the scratching on a night when I was all alone at home. I felt like I was in a horror movie but it got WORSE. I found rat droppings all over my house. It was disgusting.
Doug the Exterminator, my knight in shining armor put out rat traps but turns out he was not a rat ninja and could not find them and remove them the way that I had hoped. I eventually discovered that they were living under the cabinet in my bathroom. He set down glue traps and one night at 12am, I caught a rat.
Once again, I was all alone at home. There was a rat squealing, screaming, in my bathroom. I wanted to run away. It was horrifying.
There’s a reason I am telling you this story.
I texted my nephew, my neighbor, two friends and the exterminator. Thirty minutes later, my neighbor came over and helped me.
The moral of the story: You do not need a husband.
You do need a support system.
So go get it. Build it. Right now. It can not wait.
You need to create this for yourself. You never know when the rats will get in.