Njal, the Viking Mouse

I can object until I’m blue in the face but it makes very little (if any) difference. I object to a lot of things. Currently I’m objecting to the presence of a tiny field mouse in my house, but he doesn’t care. He is not attracted to the peanut butter or minuscule fragments of popcorn in the numerous traps set all around his habitual stalking area. I’m beginning to think he likes me. I’m wondering if, at night, he curls up with Bear to sleep. He’s a daring little guy. I’ve named him Njal for the ill-fated but virtuous hero of my favorite Icelandic saga.

I object to most of what’s going on in Washington right now and I voted my objection. Easiest ballot I ever filled in. I didn’t have to think about anything since my goal is simply to contribute to restoring the balance of powers. I know how powerful my vote is, too. I’m one tiny person in the middle of a large (in area) rural Colorado county. Oh, the power!!!

I once objected to things vociferously and strenuously, but that was before I was 40. I still had the impression that people were listening to me and waiting eagerly for my opinion. Years teaching taught me that is NOT the case. It was a relief letting the weight of the world fall from my shoulders and, instead, lifting the little piece that belongs to me, barely bigger than this little audacious hungry grey rodent.


22 thoughts on “Njal, the Viking Mouse

    • Yep. I’ve filled in the blanks on my exam and will drive it to the county clerk’s office. Dammit. It’s not much but it’s not getting lost in the mail.

  1. So long as there is only one, maybe it can stay?

    Being an independent voice can be a force for good. An Independent just won a spot in our National parliament. This is the first time the seat has been won by a non-Liberal (Liberal Party equates to the Republican Party). The winner was well known and well respected. A victory perhaps for commonsense and another woman in Parliament. This has emboldened another high profile (sensible) woman to consider running as an Independent for another Liberal seat. Admittedly these are both city electorates. People do care. I refuse to believe otherwise. 🙂 But yeah, I know what you mean. Sometimes you have to swim against the tide and that is very tiring.

    • Yay Australia!!! I wish/hope something like that would/could happen here. Both our major parties are corrupt and sick.

      I have no interest in saving the world anymore. I taught more than 10,000 kids over the course of my career. When I look back on it, and I know I “made a difference” and I mostly liked it, I also think it was a waste of my gifts and my life. I should have stayed with Head Ski, working in the marketing department, getting free demo skis every year and having a blast. That was the ONE place in my life where I worked and was truly appreciated. But I was too young to know where I was and no one can foretell the future.

      Where I live now there are very few people and it is an impoverished area. When anyone needs something, the churches and community step up. A family’s house burns down their family posts a GoFundMe and the whole valley chips in — strangers, too. Pretty much everything is accomplished at that level. That could not have happened in CA, in San Diego. There’s a big difference between urban and real rural here — maybe in Australia too. Many of the things that work here are coops. And the coops exert pressure on the corporations. The rural electric coop is almost entirely solar so the big company that supplies the towns has had to offer that option to its customers. It’s pretty interesting.

      Godnose what’s going to happen here in the next election now 2 + weeks away. Stay tuned! :O

      • You live in a nice community, Martha. I think living in a rural area is different than living in the city. Everyone knows everyone else and if a business goes bust, for example, the whole community is affected so they all help out if they can. If you are ostracized though, it may be more difficult. Depends I guess.

        If you can find your vocation and know it at the same time, then that must be like hitting the jackpot. 🙂

  2. I think I came to that same conclusion right around age 40 too. It’s when I switched from freelancing and writing a (righteous) column in the paper to pursuing fiction – a much more enjoyable realm. It is exactly what you said – a relief to stop feeling responsible for fixing the world and focus on the spot in front of you.

  3. I’d try to live catch him and set him free somewhere else. He’ll be lonely without friends. With two cats and two dogs, he wouldn’t have a long life expectancy here.

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