These last few journal entries have been difficult to write because I’ve been trying to remember what happened after a few days. It’s a lesson in diligence. I need to write nightly or at least every other night.
Anyway, Monday I spent a lot of time at basecamp. I needed to catch up even more on some more on online stuff and uploading some pictures to permies.com as well as continue building something from the design Paul had given me. I spent a long time on it until the Monday night feast was ready.
It was a feast indeed. There were at least 5 or 8 different things to eat with the main course being scalloped potatoes with some type of delicious sausage. After stuffing ourselves with at least two plates we had apple crisp with a coconut whipped cream topping for desert. It was probably one of the best meals of my life, and Jocelyn even sent us all back to the lab with a bunch of leftovers!
After getting all settled in for the night and starting to drift off to sleep I heard an odd snapping sound, like something fell over and broke sharply. Then, after my brain replayed the sound in my head I realized that it was a mouse trap going off.
It was one that we had dry-set, meaning we didn’t place any bait in it but just set it in an area where we knew they’d be running. After getting out of bed I saw that the mouse wasn’t dead. I felt compassion for the little guy and couldn’t let him suffer. I resolved to end his pain quickly.
This for some reason shook me up a but and woke my tired brain up in a way that I couldn’t go back to sleep. Sara, another gapper and I ended up chatting about a whole bunch of stuff that night ranging from spirality to a lot of our beliefs about this world and the next.