Is it still Tuesday? I got up at 3 AM, drove to Nashville, walked into my parents' house, and discovered mice. Everywhere. So I had to call an exterminator. Before I even set in on cleaning up and out a little. Which I've done on and off all day --- I've just about run out of places to put the trash. And you can't tell I've even been in any of these rooms.
I think this may be a job too big for me. So, then what do I do?