A MOUSE in my Room

Okay I am so not an animal person in the first place... earlier in this adventure Becky and Leigh had a mouse in there room so I knew this was a possibility. When I got home from Bucharest last night I was exhausted... so after a yummy dinner of pizza in the restaurant at the hotel I went up to my room. I must admit my room is super messy at the moment from unpacking my suitcase from Bucharest -- it was so hot and icky yesterday that I just wanted to fall into bed with a book.
So at 1:37am I hear something that wakes me from a dead sleep... a rustling by my bed... (now I should tell you that hotel beds in Romania are much lower to the ground than beds in America. I am maybe 2 feet off the ground if that.. so when you are lying down the floor is super close.. so the rustling was almost in my ear... ) so I jump up and turn on the light. I gently shake the bag I thought I heard rustling... nothing... I sit quietly for a few minutes... nothing... finally I tell myself I MUST go back to sleep or I am going to be worthless when 7am rolls around... off go the lights... I close my eyes and tell myself I can do it. Then another sound... on go the lights but I still see nothing.
Finally I convince myself that I must have just been hearing things (yeah, right) so I get up to go to the bathroom. I am sitting on the toilet peeing when this little mouse comes running into the bathrooom!!!! I literally squealed and jumped up and ran back into the bedroom slamming the door behind me!!!
Now I am wide awake... not sure that is a good thing because then I might see it again!! I am ready for the morning -- how on earth am I ever going to go into the bathroom to shower?!?
Oh well, guess I have no reason not to blog about Bucharest now...