The Disgruntled Housewife remains one of my favorite sites (and people I’d most like to meet) despite the spotty updates. And be sure to check out The Dick List.
That sound in the wall was not good. That was no skittering mousy or even gallopy rat sound. That was something altogether different. Suddenly the vent that mysteriously bent open a while back seemed terribly ominous. I immediately ran and got several drywall screws and screwed it shut all cockeyed and cartoonishly like a crazy person.