The Mister went to play golf yesterday and I spent the day doing laundry.
I can't do laundry very often when he's home. This is how close his craft table is to the washer and dryer. He hates the noise so anytime I get him out of the house I take advantage. I had loads and loads to do. I did all the towels, the sheets, my clothes and even the big terry cloth robe that hangs behind the bathroom door.
I am sad to say that my socks didn't look any better after a wash. They looked so pathetic that I didn't dare put them in the dryer. These sad things are NOT going in the gift box. I'm stuck with them.
I also had to wash a project bag AND a project. I've been having some sleeping issues and ages ago I had stashed the beginning of a sock project in a bag in the closet in my bedroom just in case I needed a middle of the night knit. When I took it out to use last night I had a sneezing and coughing attack from the dust that must have been on it so it get a careful spritzing and patting dry. It won't be going back in the closet. I'm going to put it in a clean bag on the nightstand. I don't seem to be able to sleep much anymore so I might as well be knitting.
And in some Friday Feline news.....in my Covid isolation I've pretty much lost all sense of reason and have been ordering expensive cat food off the internet on a fairly regular basis. So why was I surprised when Chicken and Quail Eggs turned out to have a ........quail egg in the can? How crazy is that?