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Design your life to include more money, health and happiness with less stuff, space and energy.

The Dead Rat in the Living Room

Several years ago, I was renting a place owned by a hoarder. There was a ton of furniture, clothes and ephemera scattered about the place. One day, amidst all the junk, I noticed a distinctly rat-corpse-like form on the floor. Its guts were oozing out of its stomach.

I’m not particularly squeamish, but this freaked me out.  Rats are dangerous–especially ones with oozing entrails, a condition I reckoned must have come about from a highly-communicable disease or parasite. Perhaps it was eaten by some cannibalistic rat still on the loose.

I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to wait for animal control to come by. I wanted it out of my house ASAP. I knew I had to deal with it, which proved challenging considering I couldn’t look at it, much less handle it.

Nevertheless, my fear of dealing with it was trumped by my desire to be rid of it. I put on full-fingered mountain bike gloves and grabbed a large stainless steel kitchen bowl. With eyes averted, I slapped the bowl on top of the rat. I quickly scurried away, pulse high, breathing short. At least I didn’t have to look at it anymore.

I worked up the courage to approach it again. I got a magazine and slid it under the bowl to scoop the corpse up. Fortunately, it didn’t stick to the floor, nor was it moving. Part of my fear was that this was a zombie rat—half-alive, ravenous for human flesh.

The rat was now trapped between the bowl and the magazine, but I still had to deposit it in the garbage, which would require lifting the bowl and looking at it. I thought about doing the whole operation with eyes closed or blindfolded, but the prospect of missing the garbage and picking it up again was too much to deal with.

I brought the trash can near the bowl and took a few deep breaths. With half-averted eyes, I grabbed the magazine and bowl.

As I lifted the bowl and the rat came into view, I noticed some strange details. First, the blood hadn’t smeared on the magazine. Since the guts were still bloody, it should have left a trail. Next, there was a distinct lack of detail to the rat’s entrails; it was more of a general mess than an exposed anatomy with intestines, kidneys and other organs.

The reason for these strange details was that the rat wasn’t real.  It was rubber. A buddy of mine who was staying over had put it there as a joke that morning.

I took away a few important lessons from this experience.

  1. Often what we fear is complete fiction. I got so excited and had created all this drama around something that was never a real threat.
  2. Fears persist when avoided or not viewed.  If I had looked at the rat from the get-go, there would have been no drama.  Instead I avoided it. The time spent between perceiving the threat and dispelling it was spent in terror. I will never get that time back.
  3. Fear is often based on associations, not the object of fear itself. Whether the rat was real or not, my fear was amplified by my associations with rats: that they’ll bite me and I’ll get the plague and my health insurance won’t cover it and I’ll go broke and so on so on. I didn’t just fear the rat. I feared the associations—associations that had no basis in reality.
  4. So what if it was a real rat?  While I would never invite rats into my apartment, if there was one there—dead or alive—I would probably want to respond to it by either disposing of it or laying a trap or calling animal control. Sometimes there are real rats in our homes.  Sometimes there are legitimately threatening situations—we get sick, go broke, etc. So what? The fear never helps in responding to the situation. If anything, it delays a response and allows the fear to fester.

At LifeEdited we tend to place a lot of focus on streamlining lives via architecture, design and technology. This, we believe, is a worthwhile pursuit. But for most humans, fear and anxiety are bigger time-drains than bad design (which is not to dismiss the importance of the latter discipline). What’s the point of having the most tricked out micro-apartment, whose interior is co-designed by Dieter Rams and Jonny Ives, if you spend your life fearing fake–or even real–rats?

Today, consider questioning your fears. Are they based in fact? If not, why do you have them? If so, what good will not dealing with them do? Remember, there are few better ways of editing your life than dealing with the things you least want to deal with.

Rat image via Shutterstock

  • bll

    I guess this doesnt matter since it was a fake rat, but why wouldn’t you just the entire thing- bowl, rat, magazine- into the trash? It’s not like you’d want to eat out of the bowl or read from the magazine following that disposal operation…

  • bll

    forgot the word ‘throw’

  • YoungSally

    I had a mouse problem last year in NYC resulting from the mild winter and a ton of construction outside my apartment (the building is redoing the roof) — small furry things make me flip out — I finally gave up with my coop’s various solutions and called an independent exterminator. I was really concerned that it would cost an arm and a leg — it was $95. Best money I EVER spent…

  • basicbizdev

    One of your best posts…ever! Thank you.

  • While I was reading this I was relieved to know it had been hours sinces I’d eaten anything, and then the bit about the rat being fake literally made me laugh. Thank you for bringing some cheer into my day. 🙂

    It’s quite sad how easily fear and anxiety can rule our lives if we let it. Thank you for the motivation that we can conquer our fears…or just begin with evaluating them.

  • cici

    I really needed to hear/read this. Thank you!

  • Wally

    Seems I have some editing to do. Thanks!