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Real Life: My Week Was Crap and a Squirrel Broke Into My House

Real Life: My Week Was Crap and a Squirrel Broke Into My House

Can we talk about how happy I am for this week to be over? Seriously, the last few days have been bonkers.

On Tuesday morning I gave a little insight into how crazy the 24 hours were after we landed from our luxurious long weekend in Vegas.  But by lunch on Tuesday, all seemed to have gone back to normal. The construction team was hard at work on our garage-to-office conversion, my husband left for a quick overnight work trip, and I was finally getting us unpacked and catching up on work. Totally normal day.

Around dinnertime, I still hadn’t gone to the market, so I started to get ready to take the girls to grab a quick bite. I was in my bedroom, which is on our main floor, off the living area and the girls were in the downstairs playroom.  I heard some commotion in the kitchen and thought it was my youngest, scaling the cabinets for a cookie, as she does. After calling their names a few times with no response, I walked into the kitchen/living room, and that’s when I saw it.


A SQUIRREL was in my house.

Sitting on a pillow in our front window seat, was a SQUIRREL.

For months, there has been this one aggressive squirrel running around our property. It’s destroyed our heavy duty trash cans, and as my poor old puppy has slowed down and stopped barking at everything, the squirrel has become more brazen, just sort of sitting on our patio taunting us.

As I started to process my predicament, I heard my girls in the playroom screaming, “Mommy there’s a squirrel in the house!”


I mean, seriously. Do I need this right now?

Long story short, I was able hide my dog (who can barely walk) in my room and get the rest of us out of the house, but ended up giving the squirrel the run of the place. Of course, I left my handbag and my phone inside. Thank goodness for the best neighbors ever, who after getting a great laugh at my expense, helped me call for help.

For the future: the police are not interested in wildlife removal, nor is Terminix, and one local company said they needed a “site evaluation” before they could set up an appointment. Apparently, a squirrel in the house doesn’t hold a universal sense of urgency.

In the end, my neighbor and his boys went into the house to try to shoo it out. I hate to have to turn in my feminist card, but there was no way I was going into the house. I figure if women give birth, men can remove squirrels. Amazingly, the bugger had chewed another hole and had left.

The squirrel made a mess of my house, ate a bowl of apples in my kitchen, put two holes in our screen and ruined the cushions on my window seat. Such poor manners and so gross. Lauren recommended burning the house down, to make sure the squirrel was definitely out, which seemed reasonable. I opted to wait for Bri to come home to do a thorough investigation. I’ve worked too hard on our reno plans to have to rebuild a house.

Even with the all clear, I packed us up and went to my parents for the night until my husband came home.  Sometimes, you just need to know when to yell, “Uncle!”

There are a massive amount of women who write blogs and share their lives on social media who for some reason want us all to believe that they are gliding through life on a cloud of rainbows. Kitchens and kids are always clean and shiny, and you guys, they are SO HAPPY AND GRATEFUL. Whether it’s a fashion blogger staging an impossibly glamorous life, or a lifestyle mom blogger overselling how oh-so-simple-and-sweet her family life is, I seriously can’t stand it anymore.

This week we lost power, literally stepped in shit (potentially ruining an expensive new rug), had to dumpster dive to find a missing retainer, thought we were going to have to put our beloved old dog down, and had a squirrel break into our house. That’s real life. No rainbows, no unicorns, no perfect blowouts. My nails are chipped, my house is a mess, I still haven’t gone to the market, and I’m hoping, at some point today, my kids take showers.

Even though I’m a smart chick, and know all those perfect online images are contrived, I still have moments of holding myself to an unattainable standard.  Sometimes you need to remind yourself that it’s not real. None of what you see online is real. The truth is real life is messy, sometimes hilariously messy, and far from perfect.




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Saturday 30th of June 2018


Thank you for posting about a real life! Those bloggers drive me crazy pretending that they obviously live in some kind of pretentious bubble where the house is sparkling, all new of course, and they are the ultimate expert on everything from makeup to parenting to diy all at the ripe old age of usually 25 or so.

Sorry about your squirrel disaster. Hope your week gets better and wildlife-free from here on out!

Kelly Beck

Saturday 30th of June 2018

I love your blog not only for the fashion tips but also because you share your real life story. It’s authentic and reminds me that even the beautiful people I admire (you!) have crazy, messy lives. I have no idea what I would have done if a squirrel was in my house! Likely the same as you, call a neighbor. :) Thanks for sharing and keeping things real.


Friday 29th of June 2018

Love it! I hope you have a better weekend.

Jennifer Dorau

Friday 29th of June 2018

Thank you for keeping it real! I love your blog and social media presence, not just for fashion advice, but for being a real person that I can relate to and not feel inferior to. You inspire me instead of making me feel less than....there needs to be more women like you on social media. Thank you for allowing me to have some compassion and grace for myself whenever I feel like am not achieving the perfection I see online!


Friday 29th of June 2018

This made me LOL (although I do emphasize with you!). Good to know we are not alone in having bad weeks. I really enjoy your honesty and the “realness” of your blog -not to mention the great fashion and life tips! Have a cocktail and toast to a better and (squirrel-free) July!

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