They shouldn't tell someone like me about things like the Hantavirus. It's not nice. It makes people like me paranoid that we're all going to DIE. HORRIBLY. Of LUNG PLOSION. (Yes, Kristi - lung plosion!)
That said, the Hantavirus has never been seen here. There were one or two cases in Gunnison, and that's miles away, and the closest it's ever come. Still. It's 50%+ fatal. They shouldn't tell me things like that! Now I'm wondering if I cleaned up the mouse crap on the counters well enough. Probably. I used Comet disinfecting cleaner with bleach in it and it made my hands all weird. And apparently the two things that work are bleach and ammonia. So it's probably fine. There also probably isn't Hantavirus here anyway.
Still! AAH!
Jamie's parents bought her/us a space heater! Yaaaaay! AND, there was a miscommunication with a couple people that she's working with, and we're not getting a fourth roommate. Yaaaaay!
Apparently earlier the wind blew so hard it ripped the front screen door and its hinges right out of the wall. It also tore some of our screen out of the frame. When I checked it out, Zach next door was fixing his door, which had the same problem of being not a door anymore. He lent me his staple gun and hammer, which I used for the screen, and then helped me get the door back on where it was supposed to be. It stripped the screw holes, so we had to move the hinge up to another location. I got nervous that his electric screwdriver was making strange noises (I'm not a power tools person, don't make fun of me), so I gave it to him and held the door and he put the hinge back on. I felt like a silly girl that I couldn't use the drill myself but I didn't want to do something wrong or break something. The door works fine now. Really, we wouldn't survive without that guy. He was the reason we had water in the first place because he hooked a hose up for both our cabins, and then he helped put our door back on.
I'm gonna go back to reading fantasy fiction in order to make myself think Hantavirus doesn't exist. But Grolims do. Which is also bad. Very bad.
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