Holy toxic waste, Batman!
A little late on cat litter changing day this week, and ewww. Crikey, my nose is usually vaguely non-functioning, but... I can now recognise ammonia at twenty paces. Can't have been that bad until you were really up close, otherwise Ankh would have said something when she was round yesterday. I think. Probably.
The kitchen has been fighting back this week, too. Flame-grilled toasted sarnies yesterday (my oven is electric - this is not supposed to happen) and a beautifully shattered worktop saver. Those things are meant to be practically unbreakable. Gravity wins again and always. On the bright side, the floor tiles are completely unmarked from the grill and glass combo dropping on them from a great height.
Is that my three things? Can I go and have a bath now in the sure knowledge nothing else will try to attack me in the kitchen?
The kitchen has been fighting back this week, too. Flame-grilled toasted sarnies yesterday (my oven is electric - this is not supposed to happen) and a beautifully shattered worktop saver. Those things are meant to be practically unbreakable. Gravity wins again and always. On the bright side, the floor tiles are completely unmarked from the grill and glass combo dropping on them from a great height.
Is that my three things? Can I go and have a bath now in the sure knowledge nothing else will try to attack me in the kitchen?