Last week’s mountain was never fully scaled, we did a lot of rummaging through the pile looking for the other half of a pair of socks through the week, and by the time it came to today I was faced with something closely resembling a Mt Everest of clean laundry – especially after I changed, washed and dried 3 sets of sheets yesterday. Here’s what it looked like after I spent half the afternoon sorting and folding it all. I’m feeling very self-righteous tonight.
What about the fur? Well. It happened like this, I was standing at the stove giving the pot of spaghetti a stir and unbeknownst to me there was a cat sitting about 2 inches behind my heels. I stepped back, he yowled and took off and when I looked down I found this on the floor.
I presume it was from his tail, that’s what it felt like I’d stepped on. Not that you can tell, there’s plenty more where that came from.