Today was not a good day either. It started last night when I discovered that shutting a cat in my bedroom …without a litter tray … is not the best idea. Wanda is difficult to see as she is a small black long hair and my floor covering is black so when I released her, I sighed with relief that there appeared to be no puddles on floor or desk …forgot to check the bed.
At 1am, after a late night catch up of peoples blogs, I rolled into bed …and rolled out even faster. She had managed to get my duvet, my sheet and all three of my pillows in one shot… I spent the night on the sofa pondering whether there was some spite in the action.
I stripped my bed this morning and headed for the washing machine …meeting Vicki with an arm full of laundry too. Kristofer had been unwell during the night. Vicki popped my load in first and I walked away gratefully … within minutes there was a loud wail, smoke and the stench of burning … the machine had shorted.
I am insured, but a man can’t come ‘til Saturday and we already had two loads waiting…. isn’t it always the way …and there are no launderettes in Fife …even if we had a car.
To cheer myself up this afternoon, I decided to bake a tea bread …a festive one with added cherries, pecans, cinnamon and a splash of brandy …I made two small ones …one for now and the other to freeze …
I do hope tomorrow is better.
I am still making my way round as many woyww blogs as I can ...thanks to all those that visited me.
Take Care. xx