Faye has a secret spot somewhere in the house where she hides all the most important items she stumbles upon.
My measuring spoons. The tv remote.
The bath plug.
Yes, I am aware that by leaving it where she could get her hands on it, technically it’s my fault that the plug is gone, but let’s not look too closely for blame 🤭
So I went to mitre10 this morning to buy a new plug.
I forgot the plug. Honestly, I forgot the plug. It is not even a surprise to anybody who knows me – at this point, it is kind of expected.
So, I forgot the plug.
But I did buy a whole heap of winter veg for the veg beds that I haven’t actually finished preparing yet because we only moved here in February and shortly afterwards the whole country locked down and my anxiety grew wings and took off.
So tomorrow, it looks like I’m doing some gardening.
And installing sky hooks for all the most important items that she hasn’t managed to get hold of yet…