the heat's been coming on at night and it's certainly chased the mouse out at night, but it will come back if i turn the music on, like some kind of reverse pied piper effect.
i'm not sure where it is. it may have gone into the furnace room, which is where i want it to go, or it might have found a way into the wall underneath the stairs going upstairs. it might have died in the vent.
do mice go out the same way they came in? if so, it might explain why i think it's around the stairs going upstairs.
there is actually food for it to eat upstairs, people that sleep at night and less intense heat. if the first two don't convince it to go, the third probably will, as it probably came down here for the temperature in the first place. the aluminum is keeping the heat in here, without question. i have my little electric heater set to 90 and it's barely even on. i've had my electronic calendar produce readings as high as 34 C/93 F although it's tending to set closer to 31/32 C. the temperature upstairs is now set to 75 F after they asked me to turn it up (it was at 72 F, then 73 F). so, it's 10-15 degree temperature difference, as a result of the aluminum and cardboard on the ceiling.
this is what i wanted, as the heat generated from the basement last year wouldn't stay down here, it would just lift and dissipate immediately.
1) there was a gigantic hole in the gap between the basement and the upstairs. we saw some very cold overnights last year. it was frigid as fuck in the furnace room (where the venting actually is) because the heat just escaped to outside. i filled that with concrete and pink insulation and covered over it with cardboard.
2) there was no insulation on the outside of the unit or between the floors, so none of the heat would stay in here. i've put the cardboard and aluminum up on the floors to address that and keep the heat in.
3) there's no windows on the main floor. windsor has a serious problem with home invasions as a result of the large number of drug addicts on the streets. somebody at some point sealed the windows shut to keep the junkies from breaking in and stealing things. the landlord has indicated he's going to open those up in the spring and it will help them get some air in there.
what was happening is that the heat was rising up from the basement and sitting in the main floor, or going out the hole in the basement, and every time i tried to turn it up to compensate, they'd complain it was too hot. i ended up having to crank the oven because it was the only way to generate a constant heat source, and the landlord ended up putting a lock on the thermostat to stop them from turning it down to 10 C or lower.
now, the opposite thing is happening - the heat being generated downstairs is staying downstairs and they're complaining they're cold. well, it's set way higher than it was before because now they're cold, and i'm not cold - i'm sitting buck naked in tropical 30 degree heat and about to get into a nice hot sauna shower.
mwa ha ha ha ha.
bwaaaaaaaaa ha ha ha ha.
i had a friend when i was a kid that used to incessantly compare me to a bond villain because i always explained my evil plans during parties and it tended to have a habit of being my undoing.
i'm going to take a look around for the mouse before i get in the shower, but i think it's actually out looking for it's best friend, who never came home. what do you do when your best friend doesn't come for the night? you go looking for them, to start. the surviving mouse doesn't necessarily understand that the other mouse is dead or know that i killed it, right? it won't get a call from police or see a report on the news about it. there's nowhere to file a missing mouse report.
i think it's scurrying through the walls in a search and rescue operation, based on my limited observations.
i'm hoping it finds somewhere more conducive to it's existence so i don't have to kill it. whether it was singing out of grief and sadness or because it liked the songs, i will never know and will never unhear, and i may never get over it.